She wanted to rush to MA's side, to embrace and protect her. But something held her back. It was if the communal will of this band of monsters somehow...controlled her actions.Instead of coming to MA's aid, she merely nodded, as if giving assent to some plan she and the group had earlier agreed on.The chirps and murmurs became louder, and MA was passed from one group of outstretched hands to another, until she reached an arched doorway, beyond which the torchlight did not reach. Seven humans with. As I read it (again), I thought to myself that if I could only write half as well as this, I'd post some stories! When I finished the story, I got hit with the familiar tingle but this time it felt even stronger. I again dashed off to the bathroom. The person in the mirror definitely looked both male and female. My nose was smaller and more pert. My chin, eyes and cheeks had all been slightly reshaped. The total effect was that of a masculine woman or an effeminate man. My arms, legs, and torso. He starts in slow circles, and I gasp for air. I am already so close, and the sound of his tongue making slurping sounds from how wet I am gets me even closer. My legs start to tremble, and he moves his tongue and lips faster, and the muscles in my legs stiffen. I cry out and my back arches as I dig my fingernails into his shoulder. Waves of pleasure flow through me. I grip his hair and move my hips as the orgasm takes me. "Ahhhh…" and then it's over and I am breathless. So is he, as he kisses. I've touched myself, Father, but I've never thought about a man while I did it." This is serious, my child." the young monk said as his huge member throbbed in full erection. "How old are you." I'm eighteen, sir." the girl replied in a faint voice."Do you have a boyfriend?" Oh no! No! My parents said I couldn't have a boyfriend until I'm twenty. And they have to pick him out." This may be one of the special cases I mentioned, sister. I think we should go to my office and talk about it. I need.