He knew the worst was yet to come. This time Anne Chamberlain would not be there to prevent the loss of his masculinity. He was going to become comple...ely female.The virus worked its way down into Paul's male half. He staggered as his hips widened and then he felt a peculiar pulling feeling between his legs as his cock was adsorbed and changed into a vagina. By now his other arm was just finishing the change. He pressed both hands between his legs to confirm his worst fears. Instead of the. He didn't pressher on details about the social club, because itdidn't seem relevant. It was and George would, as itturned out, become very familiar with that club.George did press for some details. "Are you from ourtown?" She was. "Where did you go to high school?" Clark Griswold High School. That was the school whereGeorge was a senior! He wanted to ask Beth when shegraduated, but that would be like asking a lady herage, which his Dad taught him is never done.If George's eyeballing was right,. We've got somewhere to spend the next two nights. Your friend Peter will put us up for tonight, Harriet and the guy you saw me dancing with when you joined us yeaterday will give us a bed tomorrow. That about wraps it up."Mrs Armsley got to her feet and came over to them. She addressed Gwen."I still say you are a dirty little slut, but you are a slut with great style, I'll grant you that. I know John, he won't leave me for you or anyone else. I should have had the sense to know that before. ”Emma just looks into her lovely deep brown eyes and smiles. “Thank you. I think it might be nicer this way,” she replies.It is much like the initial time a week ago, but different. First Sasha lifts the towel to Emma’s waist right away, exposing her totally to her. Then Sasha takes her time lifting, spreading her legs, and pulling her even closer to her. From the start Emma can feel Sasha’s breath blowing over her slit, wetting it though she tries to stop herself.But, as she drips, and.