’ ‘Yes,’ she said. He swallowed, turned and walked back to his cabin. She stared at him, trembling and then walked to the lot where her car was...parked, go it, just sitting with the key in the ignition. Then she snapped out of whatever phase she was in, turnedthe key in the car and drove to town to buy a few groceries. She also bought white panties, even though she already had three pair in her drawers. She got back to the cabin with half an hour to spare. She stood naked in front of the. . a celebration of having a good job, with good salary, and owning a nice apartment.. a celebration of having no slutty wife, no noisy children, and not having to spend his money on anything more than himself.. and just simply living his life.In response, Jeff's cock twitched. "Yeah, dude? You want that fag to suck you off?", Jeff smiled for his cock as he massaged him gently through the boxers. "I'mma get him on his knees for you, man, just watch". With that, Jeff took his cell phone to leave. Theonly way to regulate the changes is to keep taking the pills."Natasha fell silent for a minute or two, as if contemplating the extentof our experimentation so far. "You know what," she burst out, "thiscould actually be a good thing." How in the hell can any of this be good?" I reacted and stormed off,trying to regain rational thought.Stood at the sink, looking into blank space, Natasha moved up behind meand placed her hands on my shoulders. I could feel her hard nipplesdragging across my. I can see exactly where Rachel is taking this, and my dick is already getting hard.“Rachel, if y’all are about ready, we may need to head to the courts. It’s looking more like rain all the time out there.”“Be right there, Guy. I’m putting my tennis dress and panties on now.” She yelled.I heard Linda ask, “Rachel do you always play tennis wearing only your bikini panties under your tennis skirt?”“When it’s just Guy and me, I do. I forgot to get my others out of the drawer, I’m so used to just.