Brandy had just finished a shift at the bank where she was a teller and was still dressed in her 'professional' cream-colored blouse and grey skirt. S...e wore her blonde hair up and the reading glasses that dangling from a chain around her neck made her look more like a young librarian than anything else. However, her transformation from employee to bound serial-killer victim was just minutes away."I laid your costume for tonight on the bed," Grant hollered from the bathroom.'And that is why I. I tell myself every time that this will be the last time. I will not be at his beck and call for some ass. I would stop being his secret, his fetish, his private shame. I will steel myself. I will free myself from the hold he has on me. Like an addict, I head over again and again for him. I'll find myself standing at his door, like I am going to be tonight.I obey his instructions. I park around the corner, so no one knows I am here for him. I steady my nerves at the door before opening the door. All of a sudden, he felt the bones in his face shift and rearrangethemselves into a more softer, more feminine arrangement. His eyes gotlarger, nose smaller and lips fuller. The weird sensation moved on downhis neck, which became more slender. He also felt his Adam's Appledisappear. He tried to speak but could only let out a moan, which seemedhigher pitched to him.Chris suddenly felt a pressure building on his chest as he suddenlydeveloped breasts. He realized they were about a C-cup. His waist. .kissing my face…pinching my nipples…suddenly he pulls them out of my pussy and brings them up to my mouth…pushing them inside..making me taste my juices…he unties me and leads me to the edge of the bed…i feel something cold on my ass then i gasp as he slides a dildo inside my ass fucking me slowly with it, then he slides his hard cock in my pussy and starts to fuck me harder and harder..all this time i still cannot see anything, heightening my senses…his cock pounding into me deeper and deeper.