I moved it slowly back and forth that half an inch before slowly pushing it a little further into me. I felt so dirty and wrong, just like the title o... the movie I was watching stated. I was now a dirty girl and I loved it. I began to push the bottle in a little harder, but trying not to push to hard, being as it was glass and I was not sure how well it was going to hold up. I could feel my pussy wrapping around it tightly as it dripped juices down the side. My moans had grown into screams as I. Inever thought I could look like this. I made a muscle with my arm andwished that it were bigger, then something strange happened. I feltthat sensation again; this time more bubbling than burning. My image inthe mirror changed in slow motion. My shoulders narrowed and I seemedto drop down in the mirror. But my eyes were riveted to my face, whichwas changing ever so slowly. My face became rounder and softer, my nosesmaller, my complexion fairer and dark hair inched to my shoulders. Istepped back. She put the gloves back on and grabbed the end of my dick inone hand and ran water over the pad, using it to scrub me harshly."Now, in the shower. Leave the door open. I don't want you jerking offagain with me not looking."She watched with folded arms and a smirk as I bathed."Now are you ready to go again?" she asked. "We have lube," she said,holding up the Tiger Balm tube."I think not," I said."Maybe we need to treat your peehole from the inside," she said,squeezing a generous amount of the. ”“That was what your mother was afraid of,” he replied, “she always said it would be so easy to turn you into a cock slut and she wasn’t going to allow that.”“But l did anyway Daddy,” she said, “when the boys started showing me their cocks l loved it, l wanted to hold them, they taught me how to make them cum, Mummy knew what l was doing, she was always asking questions and l didn’t want to lie to her.”“I know baby,” he said, “she used to tell me all about it, she knew how it got me worked up,.