Angela snipped at the left strap of the dress, but as she grabbed the right strap to remove the last piece, she also grabbed one of Mercedes’ braids... and with one snip of the scissors, severed both the dress and a foot long section of hair.“Oops” Angela shrugged, waving what she had just cut off in front of Mercedes’ face so she could see what it was. She knelt down to her slave’s cunt and postponed the shock of losing such a large piece of her treasured hair by tickling her clit with her own. Blonde hair turned jet black;Curling as it grew.Eyes turned hazel brown;When before they were blue.Her shirt became too tight;She saw a button pop;Mounds of creamy flesh;Protruded from her top.What the heck is this?This has to be a trick.Soon there was a pussy;In place of a dick.Pussy, dick?Danny thought those words crude.It seemed her new self,Is anything but prude.She began to curse;In a language she never learned;With the fiery passion;Of a woman spurnedShe tried to think of sports;To forget. ”“I just finished doing my hair so I vote to let him fly stinky, if it is up to me,” Randi said.“Maybe we should go and get the ones that did this to him,” Nicky said as she reached in and turned on the shower.I think I moaned.“Who DID do this to him, anyway?” Julie asked.“I think it was Candy’s mom, and Jessica, and Izzy, and Sandy,” Nicky replied.“ALL of THEM?” Amy asked. “No wonder he’s useless this morning.”“I can’t believe that my mom did this to him,” Candy stated incredulously.“Oh, it. He stood there as I said thank you and waited until I figured out I needed to tip him. I dug in my pocket for the five lev note and handed it to him. He kept his hand out.“Not enough. Ten.” Oh, fuck. I fished out my other four lev and handed them to him.“That’s all I have. I intended to get cash in the station before I got dragged to the train,” I said.“Euros?”“No.”He huffed and sighed. I wasn’t going to dig in my wallet and pull out a fifty euro note and expect him to give me change. A woman.