It was just as I had imagined it. My hands began exploring my sleek new curves as I luxuriated in the sensuousness of my own caress. I was held in t...rall by my own image in the mirror and the pleasure my own touch was eliciting from my new body, and I hadn't even gotten to the sensitive bits yet. The spell was broken by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind me. I looked around, blushing furiously with embarrassment at being caught caressing myself in the mirror."I'll thank your. Steve looked up at her, seeing her eyes filling with tears. "Did you -" She swallowed hard once. "Did you just say that because you wanted to hear it after we had sex?" No!" Steve felt even worse now. "I - I meant it, Nicole - I've always really liked you, and - and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you - " And what about me?" Amanda said, her voice still ice. "What, you think that after you fuck me, may as well go after my best friend too?" No, Amanda," Steve's eyes filled with tears of guilt. "Those two have been dancing around each other forever." Mind Control," I said. "I decided it was time and took control of the pair. Made them go for it."She looked at me for a second and then burst out laughing."I love the way you kept a straight face through all of that," she said, still chuckling. "Oh, I nearly forgot." She dug into her pocket, pulled out a small, wrapped packet, and handed it to me. "Happy birthday!" Dare I open it here?" I asked.She just smirked. I carefully peeled back. "I was surprised. I'd always wanted to do Nancy. She was a hot little package but she was always cool to me. "Don't look so shocked. I have to see what is so special about your technique that even Big Dyke folds."Now, I'm not really special in the sack. I work to make sure the girl enjoys herself but I'm no Donkey Dick. I wasn't about to miss this opportunity by telling her the truth. If she wanted to believe I was special in the sack who was I to disabuse her."I'd love to," I said.I followed.