I went into PINE and looked at what messages had come in. One was from a gentleman named Jon Sleeper. As I brought it up, I noticed that the To: line ...as addressed to something called the "Transformation Stories Mailing List."Transformation?I skimmed the message further."Actually, um, no. I've thrown out this idea for *you* guys to fool with. :) Though I'm going to fool with it myself (with a deer xform, of course. :) We haven't had any new story universes put in lately. So take this and run. I was now squeezed in between two men and even though it was a tight fit, I wanted their cocks in my mouth.I told them we would do better in the back seat but one of them said he has a van and it would be better in there. I agreed and followed them like a slut in heat to his car. We got inside and I laid in the back, spread my legs and let them take turns fucking my pussy for me. I filthy really slutty doing it too and that's a feeling I wanted today! The first guy shot a load deep in me and. Present at the hearing was a representative of St. Anthony's. She was about thirty or so but it was difficult to tell since she was attired in a traditional habit of the nun corps." Sister Mary." The judge addressed her. " This young man has never been in trouble prior to this. At least he's never come to the attention of the police. I don't think incarceration of him is quite the answer in this situation. I am inclined to sentence him to a term of community service." " Yes Your Honor." Sister. .. six hundred dollars. Each boy probably chipped in a twenty. My sorority sisters looked at me dumfounded, and then they applauded as I bowed low. Michelle handed me a fifty-dollar bill, which I stuffed into the donation can at the bar. This made me very popular with the rest of the sisters, and established my reputation as the Slut Queen of the sorority.“Can somebody give me a towel?” I said. “I’ve gotta get this cum out of my eyes.”Stephanie grabbed a towel from the kitchen and handed it to.