At the moment the computer had started being able to pick out distinct patterns trying to guess how they worked. The duo would draw up a little test p...ttern and then input the outcome to the computer. The more they did this, the faster the computer managed to understand what the different patterns did.They now had a backlog of nearly 40 different patterns from foundations to lores. At last, someone who could accomplish this time eating task for them appeared. A young man looking around 20 was. They had him utterly trapped, penniless, andtrained so well that his new persona might be irreversible. Hubertassured Ming that Catnip would always be available to him as well. Andthat they would never speak his former male name again. There would beendless costumes, bondage, punishment, maid duties, and sexual servitude."And speaking of sex," Hubert said, "I'm horny again already. You knowme. I want it several times every day." Catnip flinched at thatrevelation. "So I'm taking my. What oozed out of me felt familiar from my self-inflicted orgasm of the night before.But then the look, feel, color, and texture of what oozed out of me changed. I realized that was Jeff’s juices, not my own, leaving my pussy now. I smiled and purred happily. I was a woman now, and I would never again be a girl.I found a couple of more opportunities to make love with Jeff. But I was curious. How would other cocks feel in me? Better? I hoped they would not be worse. Maybe just as good in their. " Later, I cleaned her with a moist towel, grazing her skin with my fingertips. We listened to a couple of playlists, drank a bottle of cheap Chianti, and fell asleep naked in each other's arms. I awoke sometime before dawn to the sensations of an impeding orgasm. The sheets and blanket had been tossed aside and Donna was sitting between my outstretched legs, her tiny fingers wrapped around my fully erect cock. "Is this the way you like it?" she asked, stroking lightly but at an escalating.