I get up and head into the kitchen with my glass. Elizabeth hears me come into the house. “Ha, ha. Don’t worry about Mick, he likes to put friend... into awkward positions from time to time. Besides, you’re the new guy here, so we’re helping you fit in”. “And a good job you’re doing too”.Elizabeth refills her glass of lemon & lime, I think, and refills my glass with orange juice again. “There you go Jony”.“Jony? Is that my nickname now?”. She begins to smile, “Sure, why not? We have nicknames. Fat, old, and ugly, she will be a great experiment in changing someone's nature.Up until this point, all my switches have caused me almost no pain. I feel them, and they aren't as easy as that first day, but they are much more forgiving than the second day. I decide to go big with the nurse. Making a 'metabolism' switch, I flip it feeling some resistance, but it moves. I flip another switch to restore her hair color from gray to. . . Well, to be honest, I really don't know what her natural. I clutched her soft buttocks and my fingers dug into the warm flesh, clawing hard at them. She whimpered helplessly, then grunted and moaned in despair as she feels me force a finger up into her asshole. Her crotch and thighs aching as I continue ramming my lower body into her. I kept firm control of her head, holding tightly to her curly black hair, even when she held her face still and submitted to my oral rape I continued to tug and twist her hair. I pull my mouth from hers at last, growling. I presumed it was her second. As my spunk flowed, her body writhed under Melissa’s expert tongue; she was practically bouncing off the chair and pleading with Melissa to stop one moment and carry on the next. The girl was in an orgasmic contradiction. Wanting more but not able to take it.Melissa eventually pulled away from her friend and turned her eyes on me.My verbal outburst was not as powerful as theirs but then I guess they had been teasing themselves for this for over a week. Who could.