"Is that you, Patrick?" I heard her but couldn't see her."Yeah, mom." I'm in the master bedroom, sweety." So, duh, I headed right there. Sure enough, ...om was dressed in sexy-as-fuck lingerie and lying on the bed."Break out the condoms, young man."I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the couple condom packets I'd stashed in there this morning. "Take those jeans off, Patrick. Quickly. I want to see that cock." You want to see it?" I teased."Mm. Yes, honey," she bit her lip and rubbed. I moved out of the Maze and through the business district. I boarded the tram for Balif with a false pass and sat back to wait. Everything I was using said I was someone named George Albert, a low level accountant that worked for De’Santos.When I left the tram, it was to walk into an apartment building and then down several sets of stairs. Just because I did not steal from the big boys estates did not mean I could not get in or had not prepared for something like this. I opened a panel that. . mmmmm Where to start.. I don't remember all the thoughts that were going on in my head... but it was a good thing it was dark in there.. between my smile and my boner that did not go away... so I took my time and looked and chatted with my friend. Trying to not look like a nervous teen and fit in.. It was during the day and most guys were at work... except for the old retired guys and me the place was pretty empty. I did the mag rack thing, then my friend mentioned the movie booths.... No cumsigns anywhere and they had magically adapted to fit his new frame.Rob was overcome with joy at the transformation, but before he could dwellon it, his body was wracked with such a pleasurable wave that his head wasforced into his chest. When he was able to focus once more, the face staringback at him was no longer his. A classic beauty with medium length blackhair, arched eyebrows, delicate features and high cheekbones greeted him. Hesmiled and the girl in the mirror returned it.A bit of.