She stood, much to her surprise, on reinforced pointed toes,no sign of her old feet in sight, and perfectly balanced legs.? She walked towards the mir...or, her hipsswinging in natural rhythm, her new crimson hair swishing behind her like avast tail. She watched with complete awe as her hips and breastsbounced and swung in small, tight strides.?It felt completely natural, and at the same time, completely notherself. She stood before the mirror, like some sex-queen of thenight, and put her hand on. “I did think of it,” Celeste protested in a whisper. “But it bends the wrong way and I couldn’t get onto it.” “In a minute, I promise,” Vicky breathed, biting her lower lip as she felt the wonderful heat of Bob inside her again. Still holding Celeste, she lowered herself all the way onto Bob’s shaft, feeling it touch down on the innermost depths of her womanhood. Turned around, the sensation was different to that afternoon’s sex where Bob’s curved member was probing and tickling her G-spot;. She led me by the hand out of the room and back into the nightclub, where we eventually found Frank and Kathleen. They were engaged in a casual conversation, and both seemed surprised to see me holding hands with Diane.“Let’s go to the hot tub,” Diane suggested.When we arrived at the rooftop, I waded into the warm water and stood at the corner of the bar to order a drink. Diane slid onto the barstool between me and the bar. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me toward her. Our tongues. I suppose any direction might have produced successes, with the country being so empty of men. He also was full of old stories of the 'old times' but I couldn't really tell what was very different about the times he recounted over the times we were now in. Except for the creatures he described- there were certainly no sudden death dagger-teeth, and no tall as trees shaggy flop eared tuskers, that I ever knew of. For which, I thanked My God, as I had no desire to meet such.The spirit bears were.