We met in an online chat room. And according to you, you felt an instant attraction. We chatted, became friends, until finally you confessed your feel...ngs for me. We fell in love. Your messy blonde hair, blue-green eyes, perfect face. And you rose to the challenge when I told you my dreams of being dominated. And with that, I became your slut and you became my Master. And we couldnt be happier. Let me just say a little about me, my name is Aimee. Im 57, brunette hair that goes just past my. I jump in bed on the first date, so,e times I,ll suck a guy off Before I even kiss his lips. I must be a sick bitch that puts guys off!” She sniffed. “Well you,re certainly not the shy retiring type like most of the females I met when I was your age.” I reasoned. “Times have changed, Dad. No offence, but I don,t want to end up a forty year old spinster with nothing to show for my life, but a sore cunt!” She liked to curse when angry or frustrated. “With your looks, body and talent that will. After a pause, Priestess Tricia intoned "Friends, we are gathered together this day to enslave the wretch Bill Smith to this Goddess Angela Arkwright. If anyone knows of any reason we should not proceed let her speak now or forever hold her peace." She glanced around the room, but there was only the silence of acquiescence.She turned to the kneeling Bill. "Bill Smith, are you prepared to become the absolute slave of Goddess Angela? Will you worship her as she demands and carry out all her. I have another question; Why does it take so much longer for me to shift between forms? It takes you a fraction of the time.”“It all comes down to age and repetition, but mostly the latter. As you change forms, it will get quicker and quicker. So now that you’re done scanning the animals below, do you have any idea on what you would like to scan next?”“A few things, actually. Something with high tolerance to cold would be nice, so something like a polar bear or arctic fox. After that, probably.