Her dark sprawling eyes now glazed and gaping upward into nothingness.Nicolas lifted himself over her rising and falling belly, his black face shining...with her cuntal juices above her soft pubic mound below. His hands lay on the smooth flat plane of her stomach with his thumbs pressed into the fleshy outer flanges of her cunt lips, massaging the silky folds of slimy pink tissue for a moment, then pulled slowly outward parting the soft black pubic hair and exposing the moist red slit of. The scientist laughed as she stepped out of the stall followed by TI-85, seemingly oblivious to the mess Miranda was making in the sink. 'It's just an illusion, ' the girl told herself, closing her eyes and running her fingers through the long ebony locks, 'he's just messing with my mind again.'Joanne shrugged, checking herself in the mirror before hanging her lab coat up on one of the hooks near the door. "The only thing I'm concerned about right now, is having to go down into a room full of. After years of practice, it only took her a minute to don and adjust the skin tight jumpsuit. It amazed her that even her weapons were still there.Catwoman, as she tried to always think of herself once in costume, opened the window and saw that it was an easy jump to the next roof. Easy at least when she was in top form, something a sudden pulse of pain from her head reminded her wasn’t her present condition. It was a brief, low-level pain, but still enough to give her pause.“If you really want. The metal taste mixed with her body scent. It made him think of hard, animalistic rutting. Pounding her willing body while she screamed in orgasmic ecstasy.She slowly raised up, dropped back down. Working her body like that, while he laved and toyed with her boobs, she started explaining."Okay, a few things you should know. We don't tell you before the transformation, because we've found people just don't believe us until they can feel it for themselves. Look in the mirror."She indicated a.