At the moments inserting my tongue & biting her clit. Her juices were flowing & I could feel the smell as well as the wetness of her juices. The taste...was also great. She was moaning hard. Her one hand was pushing my face in her cunt while the other was pinching her nipples. I continued sucking her cunt. Soon, she cummed, wetting my face with her delicious juices. I swept my face as she placed her lips on mine & we started kissing. While kissing she removed my shirt & vest. Now she laid me. There was a woman in my room also. It was her job to show me how to usethe clothing of that era and give a final briefing. Well I learned faston how to use the clothing. The next thing I learned was my role. I wasto be a cook/barmaid/card dealer in a saloon. My name for the trip wasJoan. She also showed me my body reversal coin. She gave me my mentalreversal coin that would set my mind in the present.I was dressed as a woman of the 1880's. I went into town on a stagecoach. I had all my guns. Her body hair was rapidly taking over the skin I once foundsmooth, and her beautiful long hair was still falling out in clumps,leaving a motley collection of long strands.My body shape was exhibiting curves that a young model would be proud of.Neither of us was correct. I still maintained a smaller yet stillfunctional penis and my wife's genitals had remained relativelyunchanged. The figures on the rings were redefining themselves too. Thefigure of the man on mine was being replaced by that of. ?Alison, Go get these last bags into the car and wait for me.? Spoke MistressJenniferI did as I was told. It seems Mistress Jennifer was already into the weekend, as she called me by my scene name, Alison. You see, I am a cross-dressing bi slut under mental chastity. I have always been this way, and Mistress Jennifer knew all about this when we met. Our sex life had been pretty regular, playing when we both had the time and having sex often. This changed though a few months ago when we met.