She needed to know if something bad was headed her way so she could maybe do something to keep from losing her job. She tried coming up with ideas and...plans in case she did, but all she could think of was to tuck her tail between her legs and move back home. And that would be just awful–she left her small hometown of Blackstone, Virginia because she wanted to get out from under her parents' strict rule and to get rid of a pestering, overly amorous ex-boyfriend – both of which would be all too. Giving him a hand job was only a little naughty and similar to what Duke had given her. And, she could not deny it – she was more aroused than she had ever been before and knew it would be tremendously exciting to have that huge hot throbbing cock shaft in her stroking fist, much, much bigger and hotter than any she had ever jacked off, not that there had been that many&hellip, Bree tentatively reached under Duke. I almost shot my load then as she grasped the huge red cock. Duke started to. Some of you might have wondered what would happen if I had fought my transformation. Let's say I glad I didn't. Let me tell you about Miss Phyllis.It was six weeks to the day since I came to Ms. Singleton's school when a new student called Miss Phyllis was introduced to our class. She happened to be the third new student who had started since my arrival.From first sight I knew there was going to be trouble because the first words out of her were, "I'm not a girl and I will never be one. I don't. She has a kid from her first two marriages, and they live with the father. I’m afraid of what she’ll try to do to you and Mom.”“See, I told you there was something sneaky about her,” Abby confirmed.Brad alternated between Abby’s tits and pussy, spreading her juices over her hardening nipples. Abby was doing a fantastic job on his cock, and it felt weird, yet a turn on, that his dad was watching him and Abby.“Abby is concerned that Trisha will do her best to break us up. Your mom and I have.