He was in such a rush that his hand shook making it hard to unlock his door, made even more so by his reluctance to put down his Transmogrifier.After ...hat feels like a eternity he finally gets his door open slamming it behind him, not even bothering to take his keys out of the lock.He yanks his pants down as he walks to his sofa to sit down unsure of how the transformation will defect his balance he sits down setting his device down.Next to him he grabs his mind reading helmet, "Only one last. The next morning I went directly to the bathrooms and got to work I was a real prize for these old over the hill fags at just ten years old. This continued for around a month then one morning the guy that always sat next to me in the stalls said to me "were going to try something new today" He told me to turn around and grab the toilet seat I think he must've had a glob of vaseline on his hand because he reached down and started rubbing my ass with his fingers and the vaseline, it felt real. Stephanie fumbles to turn off the alarm and stumbles out of bed, failing to notice one of her nipples falling out of her skimpy worn nightie as she does so. She walks through her house to the bathroom, where she washes her face. She glances in the mirror at her 23-year-old self: her big wide eyes, her prominent large nose, her soft puffy lips, her long wavy blonde hair. Her big round breasts stand out like headlights on her nubile curvy body as her nightie slowly slips further down. "Okay, my turn to drive...Lay on the desk", she said pulling away from my cock. I slipped out of her and climbed onto the desk laying down. She climbed on top, squating over me, positioning her pussy over my cock that was standing proud and erect. Bending her knees she split her pussy gently with my cock, tensing and shivering as she pushed down and enveloped me inside her. She bounced on me, pulsing my cock in and out of her, balancing there without touching me with anything other than her.