Unlike a guy peeing, he found himself all wet and messy. He dabbed the toilet paper on himself cautiously until he felt dry.Vic was shaking with frig...t. The clothing he'd gotten - it had changed him. His lower body was now clearly and undeniably female, and from the strange sensations he felt when he wiped - the feeling of a slit being parted by the toilet paper and that strange tickling feeling - Vic was filled with a sickening certainty that he had IT, the one critical piece that marked. It was swollen as was her clit. I placed my palm over it, and it was hot to the touch. As soon as my hand was there, Pam started raising her hips and bucking against my palm. Sliding a finger into her, I discovered she was soaking wet and tighter and warmer than I had ever known her to be."How are you feeling, Pam? I asked."Master, I feel fine, but I need to cum, please make me cum." I think you should ask Kayla. She is in charge for now." Mistress Kayla, can I cum? Please." Well, so far, you. “Your job isn’t to ask questions. It’s to do whatever I ask. And I’m asking you to kiss him.”I glanced at Candy. She seemed just as surprised as me. I returned my focus to Nikki and found her smiling. She clearly enjoyed watching me squirm.“I won’t give her the satisfaction,” I thought. Moments later, my lips were being pressed to the animal’s. The kiss lasted only a second, but it was enough to allow the animal to lick my face, covering it in saliva. By the time I pulled away, I was. While Charles licked and sucked me closer to orgasm I became aware of Rocky's hands on my body, feeling my ass and caressing my breast. Then his words brought the reality of this act to the forefront of my mind’s eye. “That's a nice cuckold Charles, clean all that cum out of her. Make her pussy clean again.”Rocky's words sent a chill up and down my sweaty spine. Hell fire, I just wanted to cum. I'd not thought of being cleaned, cuckolding or anything else, I just selfishly wanted my denied.