"I don't know, Jim. Suddenly I felt myself being you from time to time. Boy, is Jennifer a sweet young piece!" Hey!"She laughed a throaty laugh. "No o...fense, honey. Let's go somewhere where we can talk."Jim found himself in the same hotel room he had been in when he had flashes of being her."My pimp gets the room for all my clients." Dionnie said seductively. She sat down and crossed her legs provocatively.It was so weird talking and looking at her. For a while, Jim had even BEEN her.Jim paced. Brown told me that if I didn't want to get fired, I would have to do something for him." Yes?" He said I would have to take some photos with him." Photos? There's nothing wrong with taking photos," Penny ventured, feeling quite sick inside."But not ordinary photos." Oh? What kind?" He wanted me to be naked." Oh, I see. That is rather shocking. But a lot of people have naked photos taken. Have you ever seen a copy of Playboy?" I know. But there's more." She paused to give herself time to build. He was smaller, now, hardly more than 1.6 meters. And heweighted, he guessed, less than a third of what he had before. I'm theoriginal 98 pound weakling, he thought.But what he'd lost in weight, he'd gained in loveliness. He had thegraceful body of young dancer. His face, with its great violet eyes andframed by his soft, flowing hair, was breath taking. His sexual organs,meanwhile, were now works of art. His penis and gonads were smooth andgolden. And, then, on his chest, he had the firm, round. He raised his head and smiled at me. “No one makes you cum like Daddy. Isn't that right.” My body shook with pleasure. He was right. No one could make me cum like my Daddy. I fell back onto the bed and spread my thighs for him. He was hot to fuck me and I was so ready. He didn't fuck me though. He looked thoughtful. He was stroking his cock. “Daddy will be right back Babygirl.” When he came back he had a web-cam. I raised my eyebrow at him. “What's the camera for Daddy,” I asked. “Daddy is.