Sophie took old of Michelle and turned her again, once again bending her over the tailgate of the car, then she buried her head between Michelle's but...ocks, quickly using her tongue to open her tight hole once more before spitting the young girl's cum up into her own ass then using her tongue to spread it around and inside the puckered hole. Michelle felt a firmness touching her hole now, Sophie had quickly stood up and lifted her skirt to reveal her own swollen cock, Sophie used her knob end. This stupid ankle of mine..." Of course."She sat up in bed, swinging her legs over the side. When her feet touched the floor, a soft whine escaped her lips and her left cheek started to twitch. I came closer, offering my hand to help her up. The palm of her small hand felt like silk, somehow inhumanly soft. Slowly, she got up, putting all her weight on her right leg. Trying to keep her left foot off the floor, she swayed, then grabbed my shoulder for support. I slid my arm around her waist, our. My receding hairline was coming forward and my hair was darkening, browning back from the grey it had become. My skin was smoothing, I was now looking like a less ugly twin sister!My eyes travelled down the reflection in the mirror. The clothes looked - and now felt - wrong. I wondered what the body inside them looked like. But I realised that I didn't have to wonder! I stood up - more tentatively this time and started to unbutton my shirt, hands shaking with excitement. My wrists brushed. The chrissie-slave blankly waited for another hour until the city it was destined for was arrived at by the train. A tingle went up the slave as it began moving, automatically just knowing where it was supposed to be. It swayed down a few cars, sighing happily as its ass was grabbed by a man. It reported to a man standing by an exit, who was one of the assistant conductors."Hello," the assistant conductor smiled, "slave." He put a gentle hand on the slave's arm. "It will report to its father's.