" She flipped the photo album open as Brad lifted himself up and sat next to her, very intrigued. His jaw dropped. There, in all her glory, was his mo...her, Sharon. The first few pictures were from some kind of camping trip. People were skinny dipping at night, and the flash was bright against their skin. His skin felt electric, from his finger tips, to his toes. It was like the first time he saw porn, and the first time he fucked his aunt. He knew he wasn't supposed to be doing it. It was a. I opened it up and there you were. Standing in perfection, wearing jean shorts, a white tank-top with a black lacey bra and pink little bow between your supple breasts. “Hey Trevor, how you doing?” I snapped back into reality from what seemed like my dreams “O um, I’ve been good, having a good summer” You smile as you can see the shyness in me “Yeah, summer is great, just need to cool off, why your parents allow me to use your pool every Wednesday when their gone.” “O yeah, come on in, pool is. “Open your ass, slut” he said and I reached up and spread my cheeks wide for him whimpering as he drove his cock back into my hungry little hole. He dropped his full weight onto me, driving his cock deeper into my ass as he pulled my balls using them for more leverage. My ass swallowed his cock milking it. “Cum for me, cunt, I want to se you cum.” he said as I reached up to stroke my cock furiously. It was pointing at my face and it only took a few seconds before I cried out and began to shoot. Not only had he become female, but he had also become French. English was now a foreign language, one he did not understand.As disturbing as all this was, James realized that he had survived the war. The Allies had penetrated Hitler's vaunted "Atlantic Wall." Soon, if all went according to plan, France would be liberated "before the fall of autumn leaves," just as Winston Churchill had promised.***EpilogueWithin a few days of his awakening, James returned to the simple farmhouse Giselle called.