We got talking about her son Tom going to school and the both of us not having partners. Jill kept thanking me and saying she didn't know what she'd h...ve done if I hadn't helped her.When I'd finished plumbing it in. I turned and washed my hands in the sink as she knelt down to wipe the access water off the floor. I turned back around to see what she was doing and she was practically touching my crotch with her nose. Jill looked up at the same time and smiled—she told me it had been a while. A jolt caused Jessica to lurch forward, waking from her sleep. Shegasped for breath and tried looking around, vision slowly flowing backto her. Her eyes focused to see herself lying on top of a silk coveredbed.Closing her eyes again, she felt up her new body. Her hands swept downover her bustier, sighing as she couldn't reach her nipples. Her handswent down to her stomach, feeling a slight roundness, suggesting she hada hint of extra weight, but not enough to be unattractive. Jessica hadto bite. Jill and Brent had met in cyberspace a long time ago and had travelled parallel paths. The mutual attraction and communication with each other was almost instantaneous and grew into an earnest relationship. But each knew that that a face-to-face meeting was impossible, as one of their mutual attractions to each other was their comprehension of wedding vows. Thus, the subject was never broached betwixt them along that long parallel path, even through their dark times, when they had supported. After our first session with the blindfolds, Jada, the fattest girl in class was violently ill and had to be taken home. We didn't hear or see anything as we had earplugs and blindfolds. Thereafter, it seemed that after every one of our typing classes, one of the girls would be ill. It was quite strange. It seemed I was the only one who hadn't fallen ill.Then one Thursday afternoon, I had just settled myself with the blindfold and earplugs, I was just about to start typing when I felt two.