She easily pulled down my zipper with her long finger nails. I then felt Debbie pull up my shirt, over my head. She dropped my shirt on the floor."Loo... at those muscles." said Debbie. She started to squeeze my arms, shoulders and chest. "Fuck! Look at that big muscle." said Roxanne. "I think we found our sausage." said Debbie. Roxanne had fished out my hard cock, inside my white cotton boxer briefs. I could feel the cold air on my cock. I could feel her gold rings on her fingers, stroke my. By then any thought of resisting is gone. My hips gyrate and I hear someone moaning. It takes me a moment to realize that it's me.Then I feel something else on my body. I can't place it, I have never experienced something like it. At first it feels like hair or something similar being dragged across my body, but gradually the sensation changes and with time it becomes a bit painful. Not too much, there is just a little bit of a sting to it. The girl's hands are working and massaging their way. I then pulled down the zip very slowly as each unzipped tooth sounded very loud. It was awkward but I managed to slip my fingers under the waist band of her panties moving them slowly downwards, the palm of my hand pressing first on her lower belly and then on her mons. Her panties were already soaked and as my finger slipped smoothly into her cleft she had to stifle a little moan and the sensation of creamy wetness sent fucking ecstasy through my reptilian brain. Of course, it was at that. Onthe day that she realized that at one point she had been male, she sawsomeone posting asking if changes of sex had anyway to happen. Thestrangest thing was it seemed to imply some of the small changes that hadhappened at the school that day asking if a guy could grow younger andbecome a woman, or just start smoking without needed prodding. Samanthasent out an email to this person claiming she had, had the same thinghappen to her, without the deaging, and was hopeful to get a response.The next.