Eventually, I got my legs done, and they felt remarkably smooth. For thefirst time since the accident, I enjoyed something I could feel in my newbody... I tried to do my underarms, but I couldn't figure out how to do itwell. I was going to need Liz to show me how to go about both those andmy pubes.I finished cleaning off, and stood in the shower, trying to relax again. My first day home as a woman was coming to a close, and as soon as I gotdone in here, I could go lay down in my own bed for. She lay totally back on the blanket and began lifting her legs higher and higher. As she did, I moved further and further down her slit until I was spearing not her cunt, but her asshole.Now slut was starting to hit harder... a lot harder. I could hear Mistress June’s voice in the back of my mind saying, “That can be fun, too, if you just let it.” I remembered reading something on one of the porn story sites I visit about going into the pain. I stopped trying to block it out and opened myself. Oh, Jenn-," I whimpered involuntarily as I began to thrust myhips into her hand."Awww, poor baby," she mocked with a devilish gleam in her eye. "DoesNicky want more than what he's getting?" Nnn-Huhh," I moaned, my eyes closed in pleasure. I couldn't believehow quickly she had reduced me to near speechlessness, but she didn'tincrease her maddening pace. She kept the same slow rhythm, sloowwwwlyup, pause, slowwwwly back down to the base, squeeze - sloowwwwly up,pause, slowwwwly back down to. She said she had to clear things ahead of time. So she left a few days before and then called me. She had everything arranged, my plane ticket, the jeep with a guide, everything.”“That was nice,” Jane remarks.“Yes it was,” Ursula agrees. “When I arrived I saw her—Litzy coming over the snow with three or four other tribal women. She looked so different, dressed in only a loincloth, which barely covered her.”“In the snow?” Janes asks leerily.“Yes it is strange,” Ursula confirms. “There was snow,.