"I was thirty-one years old and living in New York City, when I fell asleep driving home from working twenty-four straight hours on a project at work....I woke up in the body of a ten year old girl. She was killed in an auto accident, because her mother was a lush, and her father is a bastard."When I woke up I wanted to scream bloody murder, so I did, and the nurses took it as shock and grief from the accident and doped me up. Her – me – you know – Angel's father (sperm donor is more like it). I could still back out.I opened the door and looked in.Millie lay flat on her bed, her feet hanging over the bed. She was face down, with her legs clenched tightly together. I heard the buzz of her vibrator, and recognized the power cord of a Hitachi Magic wand snaking from the outlet by her bed over her thigh and disappearing between her legs, its powerful rubber head was clearly pressed firmly against her clit. Her left arm disappeared under her holding the vibrator, while her right hand. Anna smiled to herself and opened the door for her new lover. Daryl traipsed inside the room. His tail wagged and a look of joy in his eye. Anna removed her robe and stretched out seductively on the bed. Daryl's cock slipped from its sheath and grew as he scented his mistress's readiness. He jumped up on the bed beside Anna.Anna got on all fours and raised her ass. Daryl mounted her once more and searched for her opening. His cock slid inside her with ease. As Daryl pounded away at his prize. Above them stood a hideously fat man, still (thankfully) enrobed as Cyrene and Lissy were in black satin robes, but for his tiny little prick that was completely hidden in his huge, meaty hand. “Please tell me you mean the girls and not that man,” she begged, noting how ironic such a statement was, considering her friend was straight (to her knowledge at least). Lissy took in the man who was now grunting with pleasure as he whacked off viciously to the light slurps of the women licking and.