Winnie grimaced as he woke up. “Owwww, Daddy,” Winnie screamed.“Shut the fuck up, bitch,” Keno demanded delivering a blow to the side of his g...rly boi’s face.“Yes sir,” whimpered the young fag cunt boi.“Take this big dick in that pretty li’l ass!”“Mmhmmm!”“You like bein’ my li’l nigga bitch?!?!?”“Yes I do, Keno!”“Damn straight!”Winnie’s stood at only five-feet-four-inches tall. He had a slim waist and a juicy ass. He was owned by Keno and he was proud of it.“You got damn, faggit,” Keno. Every day spent on Earth means you learn a difficult lesson. Susan will just pay for the lesson considerably more than the usual fee. Mick and Shane, both apparently of Irish origin (which may or may not account for the thin moustache of the former and the wild, curly hair of the latter) were apparently quick to assess the situation and adjust their tactics accordingly. Susan smiled in her mind. They were young and horny. They probably knew that they had no chance with a bunch of married women. Maybe she could learn to live with this, at least for a little while.She went through the rest of the day cataloging the many subtle and not-so-subtle differences in this new world. She had to look up her classes on the school website, since they were completely different from what she remembered. Her course load as a Communications major seemed fairly trivial to her, so that left her plenty of time for other things but she was disappointed that her boyfriend Chad was going to have another. Next was the bit at the end which was screwed on and that did not hurt at all.The human brain is an amazing piece of kit because when she went to do the right nipple she again smiled and 'HOLY DOUBLE FUCKING OUCH!!!' the piercing stick went through. I thought to myself that the first one didn't hurt like that, but it did; the brain just did not want to remember it.On both occasions I can tell you that the split second when the piercing takes place sure as hell straightened me out and I do.