Tom’s eyes and expression said enough. “Fucking hell Emma what a birthday present, a dream come true, she’s fucking gorgeous and so are you, you...can untie me now” he said through a breathless gasp of excitement. “Hold your horses birthday boy, you can have us both later, I thought you would like to watch us first, I find Kim very sexy to so you can have her after me. Unless you don’t want to watch us, we can always do something else”. “Jesus fucking Christ no, no, no, I mean wow, shit no I want. Nope.Weird, right? Where else would demons come from? Well, the answer to that is twofold. Number one, there is no hell. At least, none that I've come across, and I've been in this game for a while. Number two, there is somewhere else for them to come from. In fact, you'd be surprised to learn, we make demons. Every day, on your way to work and someone cuts you off, whenever you get in an argument with your husband, whenever the thick emotions overcome you, a corresponding demon is born in. . If he was going to screw me over that way It would hurt, so I told him if I could top his guy. I was going to grab a condom but he gave me no choice, actually neither of them did. The bottom one empaled himself as he was already opened. And before I could say anything the top one was behind me rimming my ass... And pushing me to synch the rythm of my hips with the ones of his own tongue... This was all I needed to give up any kind of resistance. So I just let it all go and got empaled between. .. what wasit ... transitioning, they'll leave you alone." That ... makes sense," he replied."But that would require you look as girly as possible. Not just a skirt,but the whole deal. Girl top, makeup, shaved legs, maybe even a bra.Even having a girl name," I mentioned."I guess I have no choice," he responded.While I prepared to give him a full makeover, he worked out that hewould go by 'Arwen', and even practiced signing that name.Soon, I had him dolled up, and we both looked in astonishment.