I was going to cum soon; even though I did not want to...I did not want this to ever end."Ken..Im going to cum...Ugh...Fuccck." rod saidKnowing what h... really wanted, I released his cock and put my head by his dick without asking. I started to suck his cock. I was giving my first blow-job ever...to my best friend. It was a salty taste. A good salty. I sucked him harder, sticking his cock to the back of my mouth."OH MY GOD! That feels so good! This is awesome! God, Im going to cum. Keep sucking,. May all your paintings sell. As hard as you've worked, including many all-nighters, you deserve all the success I'm certain you'll achieve." She started to take a drink but stopped. "Oh, and I love you, too." I wanna make a toast," Grace said after drinking to Mom's, "but I'm out of champagne." That can be remedied," Dad said and poured a little more champagne in Grace's glass and mine, and then filled Mom's and his.Grace raised her glass and said, "To Brent, who more often than not ends up. “Look at you now,” he said. Billy raised the hand furthest away, the other still fapping his dick. “That dress.”“What about it?” she asked, chin on her chest. She examined her frontage and looked into his face. “What’s wrong with this dress?”He grinned. “Nothing. It’s showing off your boobs. I like it.”Her face flushed red.“It’s just a dress,” she said.He heard the catch in her voice and cranked harder at his dick.“Do you wear it because it shows off your tits?”“I don’t have to listen to this,”. -----Tyrel moved through the rest of the day as through a nightmare.That light or whatever it was that was responsible for histransformation had also ensured that no one noticed anything differentabout him. He quickly realized that he -or rather, Doojah, as everyoneknew him- still worked at this crappy diner and was expected to finishthe rest of his -or her- shift. The only real difference compared to hisold life, besides the obvious differences in his anatomy; was that hewas much more well.