She turned towards me and I could see her nipples standing out. There was no need to undress her as the sweat did my job to reveal her nudity. She dro...ped her Pallu and opened her hands wide inviting me for a tight hug.I removed my shirt and hugged her tightly. The smell of her sweat was enticing and the feeling of her nipples pressing over my chest was arousing me a lot. I am an excellent kisser and took a good bite of her lower lip. She was drooling for more of it and we engaged in a long lip. I still live at home at 24, and between my job in a grocery store and gaming all of my spare time I don't have time for it. But apparently it was much easier to get a partial sex-change now, the "futanari-treatment". Women could through a minor surgery and taking a pill daily grow a functioning penis and balls (producing sperm and testosterone). Men could do something similar and grow a functioning uterus, vagina, and tits, with the aid of only one minor surgery. It was much more popular. Looking at him in the dark, I could see his concern even if his hand was not resting on my arm. Looking at my alarm clock to see what time it was, but there was nothing there the numbers were out. Funny, someone had cut power to the island with me on it.Reaching out with my senses, I could feel the energy in the air. What I felt was stronger than normal, even stronger than a thunderstorm. What concerned me was how much energy I was absorbing and I could not stop. It was as if someone was. "Kelly processed that. "Guys are jerks," she said finally."You got that right," I agreed as I straightened.The door opened, and a woman stood there. She was mid twenties and could have been a model with her golden blond hair and sensational body. I guess with a name like Mrs. Fletcher, I'd been expecting an Angela Lansbury type. "Hi, I'm Kate Fletcher." Hi. I'm Tony Sims, and this is Kelly Temple. We talked on the phone." You wanted to hear my story?"I nodded. "Please?"She looked down at Kelly..