I wanted to become someone foxy-looking, of course. By a shaky process of logic I concluded that Ishould imprint a person I'd never met and who didn't...know me. So I setmy trap at the Mall.If this sounds like stalkerish behavior, well, I plead that this was avictimless crime. I wasn't going to attack anyone, just touch them fora moment, imprint their physical pattern and then I'd be gone. However,I didn't want any awkward questions, so to disguise myself I changedinto John's tall, rangy body.. We both smiled in relief, then i jumped on top of her and told her that our sessions would start as of right now. she didn't resist, she removed her top and exposed her luscious breasts. her light brown nipples were puffy and i sucked them until they were hard. she was moaning in exctasy and i shoved my tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply. she spread her legs and felt the lump of my penis rubbing against her crotch. i rolled over and took off my shirt while she pulled off my pants. my. “Well now, are you three going to wait until night to consummate your marriage?”“Oh, hell no,” Morales responded just as they knew/hoped he would.Although Jasmine tried to defer – even offered to go for a stroll with the wolves, Ashley, Christine and Morales vetoed that – vehemently.“We’re all married, or did you forget what we all felt?” Ashley insisted. “And don’t forget, we did have that fabulous cock of his in us a few times while back on Earth.”Nevertheless, when they made love a little. This time to his horror the clerk asked him 'why are you wearing woman'ssocks?'. He had rehearsed his response to such a question a milliontimes. He felt the blood rushing to his head. He responded that thepantyhose kept his legs warm and it was very cold. He had never been soembarrassed in all his life and left the store very quickly.The next few times with the same clerk, he intentionally toned down hisclothing, going back to just the feminine top with sweat pants. After a couple of more.