With my clothes destroyed beneath me, I look at a mirror nearby to see my new, 6’2” form “I look perfect” I say, touching my new appendage “...ou are perfect” says Jess from behind me. As I turn around to see her naked and dripping wet, I’m overcome with intense lust. Picking her up with my newfound strength, I take her against the wall, forcing my cock into her waiting cunt. “Ahhh!” Jess begins to scream in pleasure as I force the entire length of my cock into her, “fuck me harder Lucy, fuck. Her hair was a knotted mess, matted with filth. Her blouse was ripped and hanging open, Roger's eyes were drawn to the bruises and marks on her breasts. His gaze travelled lower to where the remains of her skirt had fallen away to reveal more signs of abuse. The whole of her crotch was bruised and covered with dried semen. Dried blood covered the swollen lips of her pussy and there were more bruises and teeth marks on her inner thighs. It didn't take him long to realise she'd been raped."I'm. " she replied. "OK I will and how about you coming with me for a meal and a drink tonight." Her face lit up and she almost burst into tears again. "Oh yes, that would be great." "I'll take you home and have a talk with him." I got dressed and took her home. Dad was in the garden shed getting his fishing gear ready for when he finished work in the morning. He worked shifts and had done for twenty years. It was his last night shift for that month.After the usual greetings and chat I broached the. Over the next week or so I mentioned it again several times and each time heshowed zero interest. Finally, he got mad and told me not to bring it upagain. He said he wasn't a wife abuser and didn't like me talking aboutspankings and such. So I shut up about it and assumed that it wasn't inthe cards for me. Life went on and, to be honest, it was pretty good. A fewmonths passed and then one night when I was at my aerobics class I raninto Jamie, my old roommate from college.Up until.