Nothing would stop him fucking her. He wanted her badly. He wasclimbing on top of her. She let out a squeal as his legs forced hers open and hebrutall... attacked her slit. He pulled them wide open and spread them back to theirpink inner lips and poised ready."Shawn is only a boy. You're going to get a man's prick now," he grunted andstabbed at her open cunt with his cock head.She felt the mushroom head drive into her and she caught her breath, knowing itwas only the beginning. There was fully. Mistress smiled, then without saying a word, turned around and with her hand, indicated for me to come in.I followed silently, along a corridor, no words were exchanged, then she walked up some stairs, and I continued to follow. My heart was beating so fast, I thought she might hear it.It was then I noticed a zip in Mistresses suit. It started at the top of her bottom, and went down, and between her legs. I had never seen this before, but again, without explanation, I got a strong feeling. You imprison the woman inside you and then she reaches out and holds youhostage! You're both trapped! Trapped by what you are. But womanhoodis nothing to be ashamed of! Liberate yourself and enjoy feelingliberated!"Again a pause, and then she added slowly, her eyes never wavering frommine, "I intend to help you liberate yourself. I've thought about thisfor quite a long while, and that's what I'm going to do. There's noreason at all why a perfectly natural desire to look pretty --. "I don't know. The last monk died years ago. I honestly do not know much about them. And, please, call me Tiffany. I gave up my powers, I am no longer Sister Theodora Mariam."I looked down at my chest and noticed defined pecs and a six pack of abs. I felt different, too. Stronger. More alive. I found a bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like myself, sort of. I looked a little younger, a little more boyish, and the fat in my face was all gone. The fat was gone from my entire.