She rubbed her hands over her new headfeeling jolts of ecstasy flow though her body."It's real," she giggled. "I'm a dick head." She admired her new g...anshead in the mirror it was perfect. Without warning she felt her neck getthicker and her shoulders contract to a thick more tube like form. Thisforced her arms out in an odd position almost like a cartoon.Sharon looked up she thought she heard her sister laugh and could seefrom the blurred shape something looked off. Sounds like she is. She settled her own backpack and then said, "Yeah, I just thought...", She slowly shook her head as if to clear her vision, or grasp at the last tendril of that vision, but it was gone. Brightly she said, "So, back to the dorm and then on to the Intramural Activity Center?" It wouldn't be Friday night if it didn't include a sweat fest at the IMA, now would it?" offered Megan. Their laughter indicated that the comment had hit the intended mark, it lightened the mood.The group that worked its way. Tom and Jim had led a group of town's people and friends in the remodeling of a whole wing of the former enlisted quarters into an overlarge bedroom with a large master bath and a formal sitting room. I hadn't even known that anyone knew the date of my birthday until the whole damn town, and representatives of our other three towns, turned out for the celebration. The furnishings except for the bed came from Hurlburt Town. The citizens of our second town had stripped them out of some former. First, she took out her nipple and clit pump. She showed me how to attach it and wanted to start with her clit. When her clit was enlarged like a miniature penis, she attached the nipple pumps. After it was turned on, she said, "You're my bull. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." I actually felt her engorged clit on my cock when I plowed into her sopping wet cunt. She squealed like a pig with each thrust. I was in no hurry to cum. I thrashed away into her love tunnel. She adored the ride. When I pulled.