’ Now, that doesn’t sound very nice, does it?” I shook my head once again. “Well, that’s because it isn’t very nice at all. However, peopl... like me use our powers to rid the world of women like you. Over the next few days you’re going to undergo a lot of changes. But first things first! I always like to start with a clean canvas. It’s time to get you down to your basic shape. How does that sound?” I tried to speak, to ask what was going on, but with a snap of his fingers I found myself laying. She was finally going to get what she had been asking for. I was hanging over her buck naked, tiny body about to shove my penis deep into her vagina. The organ just now coming down from an orgasm welcomingly caused by her father eating her out. Her little pink tail was strewn under her leg off to the side. A leash I could use to keep her from running.So much ran through my mind. Too much. I was still hovering over my daughter staring at her. Increasing resistance and shame came back to me; it. I got out of my comfortable birth and scribbled all I remembered about our conversation in the ambulance on a note pad, recalling that she had said something like Castello Mountain and the town nearby started with an "R". I vowed that as soon as I got to Paris I'd buy an Atlas and try to locate her castle. I wondered if it was a castle town or an actual castle. She said "come to the castle and ask for her" but that could mean any town or castle.I got back into bed feeling better about being. The more we talked about it the more Fran got turned on and one day after we had made love she told me that she had been on a girly night out and had touch Andrea’s pussy while they were in the toilet cubical, and said that she would love to have a women some time. My cock got hard again at the thought of Fran rubbing Andrea’s pussy and I ask her what it was like and how did it feel. Fran told me that Andrea was quite d***k and need a hand to pull up her panties, so Fran help her but as she.