" grinned Melanie in reply. "The transformation is a go."The "Identify" pop up window continued to wait for input.Inside the waiting box where the cu...sor flashed, Melanie typed thenames "Kerri and Cherri Whitfield" and hit the enter key."Accepted." flashed the text briefly. "Kerri / Cherri Whitfield"appeared in title bar replacing "End Image." Please stop this." whined Larissa again. "Something's not right.I can feel it." Oh, Chill out, Larissa." said Kevin as he slid his arm around. For letting him fuck me, Sally protects me from the class bullies. Mikey doesn’t squirt yet so I let him use whichever hole he wants, even when I’m fertile.”It wasn’t my place to judge Mel on using her body as a commodity, especially as I was going to be one of the beneficiaries. However I was rather impressed at her entrepreneurship: I’d heard of kids selling their bodies for mere frivolities like drugs and alcohol.Unusually for someone for whom knowledge was power, I didn’t feel like hearing. My hand, the only tool available within my arm's reach, found its way to the seat of pleasure. Two fingers slid inside my wet vagina, my thumb idly flicking and caressing my aroused, anxious clitoris. I was still tired enough so that my hand moved slowly, while a series of pictures flashed through my imagination: my husband's penis buried inside me, moving, plunging, his sperm pouring into me to make our babies; that same penis stroking into an unknown woman thousands of miles away, then. Her boobs were out of her shirt facing the sky as I had already unbuttoned her shirt while fondling her boobs. Her neatly trimmed bush was covering the upper part of her pussy and a thin line indicating her pink pussy lips between her naked legs were becoming invitingly staring at me. Seeing her in that position for the first time, I could not control myself and violently came in my shorts, oozing out every drop of my cum. Feeling wet; I went to the washroom, cleaned myself and then came out.