“Jane, I think it's time we fucked you up your ass. Are you ready for you last lesson for tonight?” “Oh God yes! I am so wired now, I'll do an...thing you asked. What do you want me to do?” “Get up on your knees and spread them as wide as you can. Let your head and shoulders stay on the bed if you like.” While Jane was getting into position to be fucked in her ass, I asked Kay for help. “Kay would you like to lube up her ass. Make sure she is well lubricated like I did for your first. They were going to "turn in" to the beast with two backs!Well, that was OK by me. We all said our swift goodnights and Tad gathered up his clothing and escorted me down the hall. Most of my clothing was elsewhere -- still in the kitchen, maybe? But who needs clothing?I stripped off Tad's jockey shorts again -- it was the only item of clothing he'd put back on -- and we both got into the shower stall in the guest bathroom. It wasn't very big -- it was one of those abbreviated tub-shower set-ups. If Mike were to hurt Mom, well Grandpa had lotsof connections, and I'm sure he would take care of it.The next morning Grandma once again started in with her lessons.Sitting, walking, talking, how to wear what and when, what all theclothes were called, now and in the past. I had to wear a hat, which Ihated, gloves which made me feel sexy, and all sorts of odd things, likea full corset. Now that hurt, and I could hardly move in it. Grandmalaughed and told me that most women hated them, but I had. His chest deepened just a little bit more, and it was too much for his tunic. It split open down the middle, revealing the ashy gray scales running up his torso. As the rest of his skin was still human, it looked really peculiar.Before he could examine himself further a burst of awful burning pain in his gut doubled him over. His innards were twisting into new shapes, a terrible, nauseating sensation worsened by the fiery pain which accompanied it. Isaac crashed to his knees, retching.