The Recovery Team brought you in and your picture was posted through the country. The young woman recognized you. How came you to be in that field?" Y...u're going to think I'm crazy." What we are assuming is that you're a transferee from another universe."All this was said in perfect Finn."I was walking to the barn and got hit by the biggest raindrop ever. I distinctly remember shaking my fist at the sky ... I still had my tree pruners in it. I woke up here." The boy you replaced was struck by. We changed places again and I felt her hand barely brush my bold cock. A shudder went through me.Time in the darkroom, I concluded, was far better when she joined me for a session.One day as I was cleaning up and putting things away, I found a treasure. At the back of the top shelf there was a box with the Kodak paper label. Curious, I pulled it down and turned off the white light in case it was light sensitive. Under the ruby light overhead, I found the box to be full of photographs. And not. I stand up to reveal a long, thick dildo strapped around my waist."Amanda," I ask, "Do you think we should let him watch us before we have our fun with him? So he has some Idea of what is expected of him?"Amanda walks around to join me in front of you and that is when you see that she still has a cock, but just not a cock, it is bigger than thing you have ever seen."Now Sissy, I want you to watch me and learn what is expected of you in a few minutes."I slowly drop to my knees and slowly start. “I knew you’d be back!” Gary said as he greeted me. “Of course, you did say the job was mine!” I laughed. “You still on for that stag tomorrow night?” He asked. “You bet, looking forward to it,” I replied.“Good, but its fifteen now, still ok?”“I told you last night, I can handle twenty,” I said, wondering if I really could handle even ten. It was a fantasy. A fantasy I was anxious to experience.I walked to the bar. The young barmaid from yesterday was again serving, the one who had watched me.