I have high cheeks and full, sensual lips. My voice is soft and pitched perfectly for a woman after having some small surgery to shorten my vocal cord.... I'd taken hormones and maintained my diet and exercise, working hard to keep my weight around one twenty five or so, which suits my feminine form just fine. I'd been spoiled with a closet full of designer clothing, jewelry enough to make any woman a feel like a princess, and my own Mercedes sports coup.I was a slave, but arrogant and proud of. "Pweassee!"Stacy burst out laughing at the strangely beautiful Asian woman thatused to be Mike. The once tall and powerful man began to shrink, hisbody slowly taking on the proportions of his new gender and ethnicity.Soon there was nothing more than a sobbing naked Asian woman standingwhere Mike once was. Her small perky tits swaying beautifully, the tuftof black pubic hair sitting beautifully above her small finely sculptedpussy."Wow," Stacy finally said as she walked slowly towards the. April and Brad joined me on the bed leaning back against the headboard together, eyes locked on the scene before them, while Jean collected the large bottle of lube from the table. I shivered as she squeezed cold lube in the crack of my ass and smeared it up and down. Brad’s hand slid between his wife’s legs and hers rested on his bulging crotch as Jean coated her erection with a generous layer of lube. She added another healthy glob of it to my ass after getting between my legs and sliding. A handsome Don Juan in Hell leered at a curvatious demon in black half-mask, with flaming red hair and silver nipple rings accenting her hard pink buttons. Nearby Don Quixote de la Mancha was mixing a cocktail for a shapely Dulcinea who wore (apparently) a medieval chain-mail bra. Speaking of medieval, a very pretty brunette dressed only in paint and seemingly chained in a chastity belt was waiting for her knight in shining ‘amour’ to return from the Crusades. Jenny noticed a very handsome.