To her astonishment, the attack never came. Instead, Boyd bent lovingly over her and kissed her lightly on the nose, then tiptoed from the room withou... saying a word."Boyd?" Her puzzled voice stopped him in the bedroom doorway. She studied his face. There was no anger or hatred in his expression. He was smiling embarrassedly at her, like a small boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Why didn't you wake me up, honey?" Ah, I forgot to set the alarm. When I woke up it was already too late. The wave of release built slowly in Gretchen’s hidden places.She ignored his probing fingers digging relentlessly in the glory of her posterior perfection. It was beneath her dignity to even recognize his exploitation of her most secret assets. She did react quite visibly to his hungry lips rolling her sensitive nipples with little regard for her state of agitation as he speared her feminine channel with total abandon. Her hands on the back of his intriguing locks pushed his head down solidly. Then she pulled off her scoop-necked blouse revealing her solid, firm, rounded boobs. She had the smallest nipples I'd ever seen, they were dark red and tiny and she began rubbing and pinching them. She reached over, took my hand and led it to her boob which was firm, even hard inside, as I felt it."Don't make him cum, Nadia, we might want this cum in our pussies, I know I've never had one that size and I want it bad," cried Lucie and I heard some agreement from the others."Who gets to fuck. "I went through Transformation two years ago, much earlier than normal." I confess to not having much experience with the transformed," Sienna said. "But I thought there was some sort of physical transformation, that your appearance would be altered, like the Brude or even the Ur." Most of the transformed are like that, it is true." I said. "There is mostly a distinction of Magic and degree between the Brude and the transformed. Some Transformed, like the Fenrim, are shape-shifters. They can.