But dammit, the pill you stole wasdifferent! My first batch only last an hour or two. I could have givenyou one of those basic transformation pills, y...u dumb butt! All you hadto do was ask! These new pills are a group magic. Everyone is transformedtogether. Now you're stuck like that until my comrades mission is over."Marie's anger was dying down a bit. Derek could sense it. The pink flamewas slowly burning itself out. Marie was always quick to anger, but shewas quicker to forgive her only. Oh, you know it, tell them, tell them!" And the young man's voice was choked by sobs. As for the old man, his chest heaved with his panting respiration. One could have thought that he was undergoing the agonies preceding death. At length, happier than the young man, who sobbed without weeping, tears glistened in the eyes of Noirtier. "Tell them," said Morrel in a hoarse voice, "tell them that I am her betrothed. Tell them she was my beloved, my noble girl, my only blessing in the world. Tell. "Not that kind of massage, you lovely man. Please tell me you have a condom," she panted."You're joking," he said, only breathing deeply. He was hard as stone in his trousers, but all traces of panic and hysteria had left his body as the dream became real to him. "I don't do this." I don't either," she gasped. "But I need you in me." I thought you needed this," he teased, and lurched back down between her legs to lick her with his flattened tongue, ending with another quick suck on her. His eyes are half shut, and his cock lies resting peacefully in a pool of cum against his stomach, twitching occasionally as it recovers. The crisp white sheets are sodden, my carefully applied make-up smudged around my eyes and lips. All that effort to end up looking and smelling like a whore in heat. I can smell the fresh sex as I lie back, a contented grin on my face. I look over at him. The man who, only 2 hours ago, I had never met. I study the gentle lines on his face. Years worth of.