It took us forever to get back out.”“Right. Well, that was an accident.”“But you said that you meant-,”“I always say that. And,” he adde... quickly, pointing a finger at her, “it is always true. Except that one time. That time, you had changed your shampoo.”Confused, Amy stared at him. “My shampoo?”“Yes. You usually smell like grapefruit, but that day, you smelled like strawberries.” Amy had a vague memory of new shampoo suddenly appearing in her bathroom on the TARDIS. It had been pink, and she. Frankly, my dear, I had been expecting to see a boyin drag, and what I saw was a very pretty young girl. That's why I madethat comment."That took a load off my mind. My transformation gathered pace. Thehypnosis hastened my mental change. John seemed to fade in my mind asJoanne took over more and more although I always seemed to be able to callhim up if I needed to, and I was striving, consciously and unconsciously,to become like my darling wife. Physically, the hormones began to showtheir. ”In the truck he forced Kristin to her knees and hauled out his cock, telling her to ‘wet it’.She gave him a quick and sloppy blow job and then, at his direction, bent over while he plowed her pussy.After a few moments he stopped and removing the cock from her pussy, pressed it against her asshole and gained his true goal. His plunge into her ass brought a grunt of pleasure and pain from her.He was finished quickly and said that he really needed to get going but he knew where she was. She. I parted my lips, catching some in my mouth. She told me I was a dirty boy.I was. I was her cock-slut cum-eating dirty boy.That was the start of it. We were together for several months until she broke up with me. I was so into her fucking me that she wasn't getting her cunt serviced properly any more, she said.It was my loss. Her pussy was so nice and she enjoyed getting fucked in the ass. I was too greedy. I've dated plenty of other girls since, but haven't found another who will play the same.