Oh my god, my cock, forgive me, now it is my limplittle clittie, got rockhard thinking about being the main character inthese stories. I even gave mys...lf a fictious womens name in order to"play" the character right in every forced feminization story. From myname Gary to Greta it wasn't far and feminine enough. Besides I always wasa fan of Greta Garbo and my favorite grandma was named Gretchen short forMargaret. So over the years I became an expert in reading stories, readingtons of stories and. She leaned down and kissed Alan.Hard.Passionately.Hungrily.Lustily.As Alan's hands roamed her body, Marissa let him up long enough so he could move to the center of the unmade bed. Then, she took his hands and pinned them down. He put up a token struggle, but otherwise willingly met his fate.They continued to kiss. Marissa pressed her body against his. Alan's cock was hard, brought to attention by his lover's eagerness.Marissa started to grind her pussy against him and soon felt the head of his. I was snapped out of it when i felt my penis starting to harden, luckily i have jeans on. she showed me her computer, there was only one place to sit and see the computer and it was her computer chair, firth thought through my mind which i blurted out was "i can sit in it and you can be in my lap" she just giggled then left the room and came back with a fold able chair and put it next to her chair. I frowned but sat in it.a few weeks of my coming over as much as i could and me showing her small. Her midriff was bare and toned, her legs almostimpossibly long, her feet encased in that same platinum satinmaterial, this time with five inches of stiletto heel. Her whole bodywas pleasantly tanned, perfectly suited for the silvery clothing shewore. This girl was a true specimen, the very essence of nubilewomanhood. Tyler felt his penis shifting in his pants by its own will."Uh," Tyler said, trying to remain focused, difficult as it was withthis vixen before him. "Yeah. Spindle number seven.".