She indicated a place just to one side of the doorframe, so that anyone entering or coming out would have to pass right alongside her. "That's right, ...bout a foot from the door-frame." "Stand fully erect, Mam’selle," she went on. "Legs together and quite straight, arms straight down the sides, head up, chest out - you call it 'at attention', yes?" Cynthia obeyed. There was nothing unusual in all this except her nakedness. Jeanette was satisfied with her stance. "In a few minutes M’sieur. " She smiled uncertainly."Hi. I'm Robin Stein." I proffered a small bag with her favorite almond croissants.She appeared even more confused. "Do I know you?" I'm one of the BIT applicants you rejected this year." She looked askance. "But, you're, what, over forty, no?" Forty-seven. May I come in to talk?"Still a bit uncertain, she opened the door widely and invited me to her bright, airy kitchen."Tea?I nodded. She bustled a bit in the pantry as the kettle heated.Sitting, we nibbled at our. Their sudden weight catching you off guard. You leaned forward, stupidly trying to get a good look at them. Your hair grew out longer falling from just above your ears down past your new tits to rest right at the tops of your hips. Speaking of them, they swelled out and you felt your ass fill out as well. Your legs became more trim. Now they tapered beautifully down into a pair of dainty little feet. Your hands morphed from the clumsy man hands you usually possessed to a pair of smooth,. ”Carly stared in transfixed horror as her boyfriend’s gorgeous cock withdrew from Miranda, accompanied by a sucking squelch. It descended to her mouth, glistening from its wet sojourn inside the older woman’s pussy and though Carly opened her mouth as she knew she must, the angle was all wrong. “Roll over, get in place for him, you stupid tart,” Miranda said tersely.Carly obeyed and took her boyfriend’s beloved cock in her mouth, mournfully this time, tears stinging her eyes as her taste-buds.