What I wouldn't do to be with them for one night,' I thought, sucking off every last drop.A moment later, I sat down, haltingly removed my fingers and...examined them. "Damn, I don't even know if they are lesbians, but I seem to be obsessed. I have to eyeball them every time I come across them and I don't even know how many times I've masturbated thinking about them."I sat there for another moment and cooled down. 'Oh, someone is coming in,' I thought, leaning back up and feeling like my heart. ...I had once been her, my BBF's wife the ' Other woman.' I would have never done something like that.When Jay was driving me home, I confronted him on it. He was just NOT understanding. He said," Well now you know, I hope you stay faithfull to me and I hope you stay away from that Hypnotist. He wants you."I figured he did not deserve any kind of answer. I got out of the car when we reached my place and I didn't give him the chance to follow in. He must have felt some of my disgust. My waist was slimmer, my hips wider.Thanks to the bath I had been made to take in the hair removal solution, not a trace of hair was on face or my body. I had used the wispy growth on my face to cover my feminine looks, but now they told me that it was permanently removed. I turned sideways on to the mirror. From my chest small mounds grew, not big enough to be called breasts but the start of the female growths. Even held by the pants my bottom stuck out, in girl not boy fashion. I was a 22. I won’t run away.”He stopped thrusting and said, “there is nowhere to run, way out here, and I don’t think you want to run away anyway.” He gently took off the handcuffs and took off her pajama bottom and top. He entered her again and it felt even better this time than before. She started to meet his thrusts but tried to act like she didn’t like it, but she soon wrapped her long spider like legs around his waist and grabbed his ass cheeks as he slowly brought her to orgasm. He shot into her.