For her "Play" was just that, she did not really want to be called ordered to die and give up her meat to people to eat, yes it was a fantasy that got...her off thousands of times and would get her off every time, but she wanted to live, she only had to make it to 30 to be exempted from the lottery and that was what she lived for, every day she would get out of bed and say "Today is not the day I die!", while other young girls who DID want to roast would say "Today is the day I will be called!". I stood still at the door. He came towards me shirtless and pushed me against the wall. He grabbed my shirt and pulled it off. I just stood there frozen still. He started by kissing my neck and then went down to my man boobs. He was playing with them and sucking on them. He grabbed arms and held them against the wall. He was really close to my face, he leaned and gave me a smooch on my lips. He saw i wasnt resisting at all, he went down to kiss me. I could feel his tongue going alot of places. What concerned Jo then was now that she was a woman, would she ever again become a man she had been? Realizing that there was no better time to find out then right then and there, Jo, with a silent prayer to God to please let her be a man again, reached down and removed the heels. Jo waited a moment and nothing happened. She then waited another moment and then, when still nothing happened that would indicate that she was beginning the fluid transformation back into manhood, Jo panicked. She. The spasms that came out of the contact were hot, thrilling; sending her gasping onto the cook's fuck-rod. Rose's finger rubbed her clit gently, and the sensation soared down her legs and throbbed through her; blending with the agony in her whipped ass, churning it all around. Something started to throb in Gillian's guts, her pussy spasmed, and a long drawn-out moan escaped her lips."Yeahhh!" Rose sighed. "Come on, honey, let's get real wet for Aunt Rose, shall we?"Her finger ran over Gillian's.