” I drew in a deep breath and laid down beside Sven. I closed my eyes and let my soul slip out of my body into the feyhound’s form.I settled into ...y new form, rising up onto the four legs. My body felt long and lean. I glanced around, my perspective lower. I breathed through the feyhound’s nose and ... smelled. My other proxies had the sense of touch, I could be stimulated sexually through them, but I couldn’t smell. I couldn’t taste.I didn’t even understand how I could imbue the feyhound. I. ....what? I'm sorry excuse me? Not sure what she asked wanting to make sure it is what I thought it was what I think is that I heard (that is a tongue twister)"come close to me" she stand with her left hand extending it and snapping her fingers at me pointing to a few inches in front of her. Part of me wants to ask her what the hell she thinks i am but me being me and fully aware that i am at work. I look at her strangly and step a few inches up moving slightly close to her but keeping a good. ." Oh, yeah? That's the first time a woman had told me I remind her of her husband!!" Ike roared with laughter, and then there was a slight pause as they both momentarily remembered just what their relationship to each other was!Ike's features clouded over, and Carrie could see a familiar expression of aching desire on his face. She quickly turned her eyes away, but not before there had been a moment of recognition between them. Just the kind of recognition that Ike had been seeking."Have you. Her 5'5, slim frame straddling his 6' broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted body. She knew they looked good together. But as she looked at him she saw the surprise, tinged with something else she didn't recognize."Dar . . ." Shhhh. Don't say anything."His arms came down."And don't move, don't touch me!"She started rolling her hips slowly and gently. She felt him stir under her. He felt even larger than he had looked through the material."Look, Mike. I am a little drunk, but a lot turned on, and I.