First, his shirt was unbuttoned and lifted over hishead. Next, he looked down to see mechanical fingers unbucklinghis belt, working the zipper down o... his pants and untieing hissneakers. As his shoes, socks and pants disappeared, he felt hisjockey shorts being slide down his legs, the last vestige of hismale clothes. He felt completely naked, helpless and vulnerable for what wasawaiting him further inside. The machine was ready to begin thetransformation. Sweat glistened on his forehead. " Me too, so I'll see you next Saturday at 2:00. Bye, honey." Kiss, bye-bye Markus."The rest of the week I was excited. What kind of surprise was Markus thinking of? Engagement? Unreal after this short time and I didn't want that yet. To commit oneself to one man for life was unimaginable. We'll see.Saturday was already there, this week had again passed quickly. The weeks just flew by. I made myself ready to go out and was already pretty horny! Again.After the first ring of the bell, he opened. It was so difficult thinking with all the emotional baggage, that I was carting around. The ties that bound me to the rest also extended to all the people that needed me. This only added to the difficulty. It was so easy, when I was young. A few good men to be my friends, and an enemy that did its best to kill us.The last piece of the puzzle was in our hold, and I just had to continue with Mom's ideas to make sure this fish stayed caught. We knew all his secrets, but his living presence would. "Oh really? Hmm... why yes, I do believe I see some life." Without hesitation, she pushed a hand in through the plunging neck of Stacy's dress and cupped one pert mound. "Oh yes, there's definitely some swelling there." Stacy shuddered briefly but didn't move to pull away. "Oh wow Jared. Too bad you missed that. I felt goose bumps and her nipple throbbed under my hand. She really is hot to trot." That's my bride. And here we are. There's Frank's house."Betty released her breast and Stacy tried.