I had the biggest crush on one of my teachers all thru high school. Her name was Mrs. Sue Foster. She was not really hot per say, but there was some...hing about her that made me want to fuck her. I could tell that she had a fairly smoking body, nice sized tits, nice ass. She was about five foot eight inches tall, dirty blonde hair about mid length. Her face made her look older than she was. She was mid forties but she looked older. Something about her. So I took several of her classes and we. " Yes, Dear, even your butt is like mine." Pamela giggled. "But in answerto your question, no Dear, I didn't change, I'm still me down below."Pamela repeated softly. Not wishing to vocalize what Mike had justrealized, that his change had been a one way journey, Pamela turned andstarted up the stairs again.When she reached the top of the stairs she turned and called down to Mikeagain. "Mike honey, there's something you really should know. I know Ishould have mentioned this sooner, but I'm late.". “So, how was your treat?" he asks."Damn wonderful." I manage. "May I return the favour?"“Terrific."He lies on his front as I put oil on my palms and rub them together. I kneel beside him and massage his shoulders, back and waist. I then pay particular attention to his ass cheeks, working my palms up and down his ass crack and his puckered anus. He likes it. His rose bud winks at me.I work on his thighs, calves and feet beforeI nudge him to get on his back. When he rolls over he has an erection. By changingpositions and taking turns, they ravaged Stephenthroughout the night. When they left him at dawn,Stephen was sore and bleeding from his anus. Hismouth tasted horrible and still leaked cum. Stephenlay quietly in bed, hugging a pillow, with a smile onhis face. What had been dreaded, was now amazingly,fucking, great.Months followed. Bill and Mike introduced theirfriends to Stephen periodically, and they took care ofhim financially, buying him food, clothing (alwayssexy and.