As a matter of fact, I only found you anhour or so ago; you must have passed them while they were takingyour body away." I felt faint, and I sat down ...n the couch. "W...what happened?" I finally managed to ask. "What did you do tome?" I didn't do anything - nothing at all. After you weretransformed last night, there was a terrible buzzing from theremote, then a puff of smoke. I couldn't transform you back. Ihad no idea where you were, or what was happening. So, I justleft your body on the. The white guys on campus kind of hung to themselves, which was fine by me. It just made it easier when their girlfriends knocked on my door to see how I was spending the evening.With all the cum I deposited in these girls, it was a wonder no one got pregnant. For a while I thought I must be sterile, but then I donated my seed for a bio class experiment and my professor said I was one of the most virile samples he'd ever seen. Well, not in those words exactly. I just remember that later that. The first day Stella fell off the wagon was the day I lost my virginity. My dad works swing shift, usually leaving home around two-fifteen in the afternoon and not getting back home until twelve-thirty or one. It was summer and I was home from school and working part time at Wal-Mart, but on that particular day I was off. Stella got in her car and left just after my dad went to work. I was in my room, which has a window that overlooks the driveway; my lights were out because I had my telescope. . “What do you think they are?”“I’ve ordered a few things from that company over the years. It looks like you went on quite the shopping spree. Jumping in with all handcuffs blazing, are you?”Seeing little point in trying to deny what she quite obviously recognized, he explained, “It’s a whole collection of things I didn’t necessarily know existed. A sort of kinky starter kit, I guess.”“You could’ve just asked to borrow my stuff. She’s already familiar with most of it, after all, and it’s not.