"I never really noticed it before, but I always wanted to be a girl. Just to see how it was. Albert here built me this body to check out what it would...be like. I want to go to the dance, but am afraid of what the guys will do. So can you go as my date? It will only be for this one night!" Sandra said pleadingly."Well okay," Jim said. He didn't want to admit it, but the body his friend now had was very appealing to him. He'd love to do more than just go to the dance with her! But it was his. My thoughts would be on my mother. I wanted to feel her big tits in both of my hands. I ended up blowing a few loads thinking about having my Mom. It was Friday morning and my Dad had left on his trip. Mom was in the kitchen making coffee. She had her bathrobe on. I walked up behind her and put my hand on her back."Scott, you scared me!" She said.I could feel that she didn't have a bra on. I kept rubbing her back and then her shoulders."What are you doing?" She quizzed me.I didn't reply but I. He pushed my head down and thrust into my mouth again. “Well, we will just have to see if we can keep you filled for the rest of the week” he said.“That’s not all she needs” Master said. “She needs her cunt and ass filled too. She needs to be used in every way possible. There is nothing that she does not enjoy.” Master came up behind me. “Raise your ass, slave”. I repositioned myself on my hands and knees but never took the cock out of my mouth. Master’s hand came down on my buttocks. I. Me... fuck me." then louder. "Fuck ME Fuck My ASSHOLE GODDAMMIT!" Sweat drips onto her from him. He pushes her fully onto the bed. She screams into a pillow, holding it tight. He jerks hard, and so does she. He trembles and throbs, obviously cumming inside her butt. Her hair, wet with sweat, streaks across her face. Close up of a white wall. His hand moves into the shot. He snaps his finger, and points downward. We see her looking offscreen. She gets up off the bed and squats on the wooden.