Looking at his hands, he thought for a moment he could see them, changing?A series of rapid shots of pain hit him. His legs, hips, waist, chest, arms,...hands and face were suddenly burning. Gasping and falling to his knees, Leo tried to call out, but found his vocal chords inoperative. The burning quickly subsided, and he began to notice definite differences in his body.His legs were smooth and hairless. His hips and ass felt wider. He felt his waist contract. His arms lost mass and his fingers. Not much was known about the man behind GateKeeper, except for his health issues that had leaked to the public through some means or another. Sven was conflicted between the duality of his condition, he both wanted to be a public figure and be accepted and respected among his peers, but also didn't want to draw too much attention to himself, and of course his condition. So Sven kept to the shadows for the entire decade he played the game, only coming into the public spotlight for tournaments. My mind was not focused on her appearance but to what extent she could satisfy my lustful desires. All sorts of questions were entering an already restless mind. “Does she like getting her pussy tongued?” “Is she an expert cocksucker?” And, of course, “Would she like my dick in her arse?” Keeping these filthy thoughts in my head under control was not easy but I continued with my original plan and I went to my friends’ house. They were throwing a dinner party because they were moving abroad and. There was a minor problem at the wagons. A second hound chained up beneath the wagon didn’t like Negroes. He had no problem with me approaching him and petting him. I guess I had a hound, not that I knew how to hunt with one. They told me his name was Bounder.We got back to our chosen campsite about an hour before the rest of our wagons. Since it had rained all day, everyone was glad to see a fire going when the wagons arrived. I made a mental note to keep several dry pieces of firewood in the.