My eyes were opened wide like I'd seen a ghost. My eyes were adifferent color as they were now a crystal green while my lashes wherelong and upturned.... next noticed my nose. It didn't look anything like it did before. Itwas slender with a cute button on the end of it.I looked like a cross between Jenny McCarthy and Pamela Anderson withbrown hair.I slid the gown off my body and immediately noticed my breasts hangingthere. Two beautiful womanly fleshy globes with half dollar sizeareoles.I. Puffy underneath my fingers. Confused, I opened my eyes and held my hand out, staring in disbelief at it. My hand and arm were thinner than normal and missing all of the usual hair. And my fingernails.... My fingernails were long, sticking out nearly half an inch beyond the tips of my fingers. "What the hell?" I whispered to myself, staring at my arm in shock and confusion. I was wasting away somehow, but how could that make my fingernails all grow? I was still wondering about that and. It embarrassed me that I was so taken by, so enamored of his large cock. It seemed so trite that I responded this way to a man because of his hefty, male sex organ. I almost felt like the butt of a dirty joke. But I knew it was more than the size of his cock that drew me.Tommy is just exactly the kind of dominating asshole that I fantasize about. He's a man who gets off on using women for his own pleasure, his own amusement. It turns him on to humiliate me. And that's what excites me. That. Yeh baat us samay ki hai jab me gwalior me study karta tha aur me jis mohalle me rahta tha mere ghar ke padosh me ek parivaar rahta tha jisme pati patni aur uski do saali rahti thi badi renu aur chhoti seema, renu ki hight kam thi 5″ 3 lekin colour fair aur lambe baal jo gaand tak latkete the aur badi badi aankhe, lekin mohalle ke ladke uske baare me ek baat kerte ki woh apne jija ke saath soti par mene kabhi is baat par gaour nahi kiya aur mai idhar udhar ki baton par bhi kam hi dyaan deta tha.