"Wow! What a sexy girl!", she teased."Stop it! This is really embarrassing!", I replied."What is?", she answered back. "That you're dressed in girl's ...nderwear, or that it turns you on?" It does *NOT* turn me on!", I exclaimed."Then why the stiffy?!", Susie laughed. "Face it! You *LIKE* being a girl!"Before I could reply she grabbed me and began to kiss me. "Don't worry about it!", she said. "It turns *ME* on to see you as a girl."We lay down on the bed and she pulled down my panties (I never. Her feet flinched with the new feelings she was experiencing, and her legs relaxed a bit and separated at the thighs somewhat. Small moans began escaping her lips, as she closed her eyes and began enjoying the attention I was giving her. Minutes passed slowly as I bent her leg at the knee to lift one foot to caress it, then the other, then back and forth repeatedly, before I finally placed my lips over her big toe and began to run my tongue around it. “Oh, oh my god!” she exclaimed, her whole. There was nothing she could be but get to her car as fast as she could. She tried to cover herself as well as she could, holding her keys and cell phone, as she hurried across the walk way. The sound of her clicking heels and nearby traffic filled the air. Victoria made it to the stairs and began her quick decent. She immediately froze as she saw two motel workers painting over graffiti on the building. They were at the bottom of the stairs and had just noticed her. Smiles came across. Like piano strings snapping and lashing out at the nearest surface, strand after strand of muscle was severed and shot off. The muscles cords were peeled away, falling down towards Jason. Pelting the marsh of gore Jason was forced to kneel in, the severed muscle cords squirmed and writhed like worms in sunlight. Swimming through the thick blood and melted flesh, the crawling abominations grew spindly legs like centipedes and began swarming to Jason. Screaming in terror, he tried to swat them.