I stood up slowly, and brushed the dirt from my travel clothes. The saddle bag filled with my tools was gone. My vial of holy water, my scroll of eart... moving, and my ever precious thrice blessed cross. Without that cross I didn't stand a chance against the Demon Prince.~The cross is safe, along with the scroll Vraiel said cheerfully, I'm glad I insisted you have that leather smith make you that hip pouch.~With budding joy, I touched the small bag looped to my trousers.~That is another thing. It started with just her panties, then progressed into fully dressing,with make-up complete.That Thursday morning, I woke up, and decieded only having one more day to play, I would go all the way.Sitting in front of her make-up mirror, I started my transformation.Eyeliner,shadow,blush and lipstick.When I finished, I picked out a nice pastel peach colored nail polish and did my finger and toe nails.After they dried, I went to her closet and picked out a nice peach colored dress,white panies and. Kissing my mouth, lips and nose, I suddenly felt him moving away, “Oh,,,no,,, please don’t” I quietly begged him, but he slowly pulled his large phallus out of me, allowing a drool of warm fluid to run down to my ass cheek, seeping into the bed sheet. He licked and nibbled his way to my breasts, holding and caressing each one. I firmly held his head in my shaking hands, with my legs spread open, breathing erratically and panting in hopes to feel him in me again and soon. I was so close to a gut. Usually both were in athleticshorts and some old tee if they bothered to wear one at all."Are we going to sit here all night and mope about our lame ass game or arewe going to do sumthang bout it?" Colt asked."I guess sit here," I replied but wasn't disgusted as the others were."Alright, wassup?" Kris asked."It seems Bryson here knows of a little party where we can go and forgetall about our suck ass game," Colt said. "My thinking is we get fucked uplike hell and go to class tomorrow hung over.