"What happened to you? I thought your body would have a... well, you know, male parts." Cheryl changed my body before we left." But..." Deirdre asked,..."... How could she do that without asking Jeffrey? You both told me that you had agreed on a specific body, and she made you into a female!" She didn't have to ask Jeffrey. She knew he'd agree. And she was right. Remember? She knew most of his thoughts. It was the last surprise she could give him. We're perfectly content this way. Besides, I'm. She loved getting the men hot and so they would pay to go to the back room with her. Once in the back room she would do anything for the money.Tonight she had her eye on a man with a big wad of money in his hand. She planned to get every bit of it from him. She stripped naked and went in front of him and spread her legs and grabbed his head and buried it in her tits and rubbed her tits all over his face. She then took his hand and ran it over her pussy. She took his face and kissed him tonguing. ." I said it softly, but it was enough too make them both stop. Blaine giggled behind me and spanked my ass hard. "What did you say?" Mark pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades. "Fuck me," I clenched the bed sheets in my palms. "P-please fuck me." "What do you think, Mark? She's been so good...she deserves it, doesn't she?" I wriggled desperately, and I could practically feel Mark grinning down at me. "She does," he offered his slick fingers to me, and I sucked them dutifully. I. The only time I could leave the house was to go shopping with her. When did going to the grocery store with my mom become something to look forward to just to get out? To move and do shit.I was horny all the time. There were no girls at all to hang around with. Porn was fine, but that wasn't the same thing as being with a girl. I was eighteen, my hormones bursting through me. I just wanted to rut. To fuck. To get a simple handjob.God, that would be nice.I stumbled into the bathroom on what felt.