With a grunt and a cracking sound from the plastic seat she hurled herself down onto the toilet, pleased she had made it without dribbling. To reward ...erself she made no attempt to stifle her need. She peed in a hard steady rush, like a racehorse, her pee coming hard and fast for what seemed like several minutes but in reality was under thirty seconds.When it finally slowed, and eased, and eventually stopped, she felt so very much better. It was amazing how having a good pee when your bladder. “I figured as much, she tried to talk me into fucking her in the living room.”That made Momma grin. “Well, it is her birthday.”Grace must have heard. She popped her head up, slobber dripping down her chin with those sexy green eyes wide. “Can I Momma? Can I fuck Papa Jack for my birthday?”Momma looked at me and I saw her grin widen. “No, you’re still being punished for being a naughty girl. And now you’ve disobeyed me, you should be sucking cock.” “But Momma,” Grace whined, “it hurts my mouth,. Whoa! I had like a slit now, going in! I was an innie, not an outie! My first thought was that I wanted to screw the chick with the sweet looking pussy. But whoa! It was me! I was totally a chick now. And a real babe!They helped me up, and got me into a bikini. I looked like I'd be the hottest babe on the beach. Wow!"So, like how did you babes do this to me?" I asked.They told me, but it was all technical and stuff, like I'd understand. They said something about chick hormones and laser hair. "You've certainly gotten your game together. A lawyer, huh?" Yes. It's always been a dream." She glanced at her watch. "We'd better go. Mr. Hunter is waiting."One of us had to slide out first or we'd have front-to-front bodily contact, and then Lorraine would know she'd given me an erection. "After you." I raised my arm, as if I was a gentleman.So Lorraine moved - forward, leaning against me. Her pointy tits drilled my chest. Her hand went to my crotch. Shit, the gig was up, and so was my cock..