.. the colour of his anus...?" Rimming him? What does that mean?" It means I lick his bottom. I get his opening slippery so he can receive my cock."...You lick Stephen's bottom?" I queried. 'Had I heard him correctly?'"Yes, we'd like a painting of his splayed backside with my face craning in towards it and my tongue reaching for the bullseye, as it were."I looked at Stephen to check I was understanding this. He grinned broadly at me - I probably looked stupidly shocked - and then explained,. At the end of Michael's shoulder, he could feel severalpoints of pressure growing. He gazed back, and saw that Dan's nailswere growing. Longer and longer they extended, a red glaze matching theheels coating it. Finally, the stopped at around an inch and a half,it's red polish glistening in the light.Back on Dan, she could feel her bones shifting under her skin, slimmingand moving about. The arms that clung to Michael began to shrink,matching the newly feminine wrists. The stubbly hair on her. The pump was covered with sometype of gel and it began rubbing against her clit. Soon Paige found herselfmoaning uncontrollably. A drop of her own juice slid down her leg. Her nippleswere hard as the cool air brushed past them. The pump slowly entered her vaginaand began inflating inside her. Paige felt a tingling sensation in her crotch.She didn't notice the buttplug-like piece attached to the device. She moaned insurprise as the plug went inside her asshole and began vibrating. Paige. But the fact Josh had given her so much power over him just kept feeding her ego. She continued to torment him just because she could. She'd long ago given up on the idea of changing him into someone else, but she still reveled in punishing him for being the man she'd tried to change him into, and weak enough to allow her to manipulate him. But mostly, she punished him for not being strong enough to stand up to her. She realized her motivations were all over the map in this regard, but that.