I started to say something, but thought better of it. I might actually want to attend practice tonight. Then I stopped as something struck me. I turne... around, and both coaches had curious looks as to what I might have to say.“You already had all this figured out, didn’t you?” I asked.Both coaches smiled and Coach Zoon nodded.“David, one thing you have to learn is to listen to your men. You want their buy-in. You did add to what I’d already planned,” Coach Hope said. “You reminded me to look. “I do. You are not a miko. You do not know the sacred prayers or the sacred dances. You do not know how to use the sacred implements.” Lying on the floor was her ofuda, a folded piece of rice paper covered in Japanese script, and beside it was her wand with a chain of zigzagging diamonds made of folded paper dangling from the end. “This is my task.”“Can you at least tell me what’s going on?” Chris demanded. She grabbed her large breasts. “I have tits now. A pussy. Is there any going back?”“If. Stockinged thighs flashed in themirror as I whirled past, my hair flailing about myshoulders. Every nerve in my body seemed to tingle with electricfire. Drawing a deep breath, I pitched forward into acartwheel, scissoring my legs in mid-air to allow thecrinolines to fall away. I paused at the height of myarc; suspended upside down with my petticoatscascading over my head. Cool air whisked between mythighs as I went over, almost shrieking in rapture. Itwas wonderful, better than I'd ever. The blood and desire pulsing through my clit makes me strain toward his touch and I feel his fingers a half second before he actually skims them over the sensitive skin around my hole. Then he holds hard, spreading my cheeks. I wiggle against his grip just to revel in it. ?You want it?? I am looking back at him again and my breath is coming fast against my shoulder. ?You want that little ass? You want to be rou—?The sharp slap against my exposed, bare pussy lips interrupts my excited.