Daddy loved history books and mummy loved fantasy books. I used to go into her bedside table and pick up whatever she had been reading and just sit on...the bed and read that. Tolkien, Terry Brooks, Anne McCaffery...” She smiles at the memory.“Then one day I found a book on her bedside table,” she continues, “And I start to read it, and it was different to the other books ... It was all werewolves and virgins ... Very sensual – very sexual ... Lots of scenes of wenches in taverns being used and. Their arrival had beenannounced with itching, sore nipples and puffed up aureoles, adding tothe highs I'd been riding thanks to my home-grown oestrogen. Even thisslight change added to my excitement, showing the rest of my body wasgoing to change to match my magic pussy, the mere presence of whichstill had the power to make me smile.More tangible evidence that I was more of a woman than most wouldrealise had come the week before. Typically enough I got my first periodwhile Nina had been on a. (the position described is known as RATIPASHA, it is most charming for the ladies). Now I told her to draw her knees tightly towards her breasts and so her vagina was like an opening bud seeing this I got hard again and rammed her again…this time more vigorously as this time her vagina was wet and loose, her moans and screams made me go wilder, crazier, and I became an animal ramming her hard till she cried and begged me to stop. Then I took out the belt from my jeans and hit her slowly on her. .. not permit...”.Grace felt an image grow ... it was a row of male Striteracians barring the way, preventing a female from passing. They were surprisingly ‘male’, being taller and with broader shoulders, slimmer hips and a distinct bulge at the top of their legs. Well, was it surprising? Convergence, Rose had said. But: “Oh, normally, on your planet, girls aren’t allowed to swim?”A muddled picture appeared, then clarified as Rose’s transmission apparently was the one the others gave way to: a.