She sucked in air as I stretched her and I pulled back and angled myself so that the head slipped up over her hair. I stroked again, and again her han...s started pushing. I don’t know if I was teasing her, or if she was teasing me.“We’re going to do something you won’t like if you keep doing that,” I panted.“But it feels so gooood,” she whimpered.“It’s too big,” I cautioned.“It didn’t kill me last time,” she countered.“You bled,” I reminded her.“I told you ... all women bleed the first time,”. You on the other hand were not that lucky. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies. "Now that you are coordinate pieces of lingerie, you won't object ifyou are sold together, won't you?"With that, the satin undergarments were folded and put into the box.Being folded was an orgasmic explosion for the two captives. Eachtransformed girl guessed her predicament. They were going to be sold ina shop, and would end up in the dresser of a woman who would not evenbe aware that her new lingerie was in fact made of two desperatetrapped girls! There was even more, as the two captive soon. I can only make short thrusts. I can feel her pussy gripping my cock. I try to get her to unlock her legs to go back to long thrusting her, but we end up on our sides.She slides off my cock and pushes me flat on my back, climbing on top of me, she tongue fucked my mouth. She makes her way down to my hard cock. She strokes me a little bit while looking up at me. She puts it up next to her cheek and starts rubbing her face with it, then starts kissing the side of my shaft. Moving to the tip, she.