No questions asked, because it was all so natural. Like it was what you were made to do from the very beginning, and you had no idea why you had not v...lunteered in the first place.The new body you now had was a vision of perfection. Slim, fit, with hourglass proportions, standing at 5'7". Relatively athletic framed with supple, round C cupped tits. You used to be blonde, but you were given brown shoulder length hair. Your eyes used to be a pale blue, turned into a vibrant olive green. There. “Suck it, you little slut”, he said. I opened my mouth, and let the head slide into my mouth. It tasted awful and smelled worse, dried cum and stale pee. Still, it was kind of turning me on. I could feel my pussy start to twitch. I took about two inches more into my small mouth, and started bobbing my head on his cock, and used my tongue to suck under, just as I do for my boyfriend. I felt hands on my boobs, squeezing and kneading them, and another between my legs. My pussy was being molested. He had never been in his parents' shower. The floor was smooth pebble and the walls were granite panels. Everything was in a tan and brown color scheme. It had two individual shower heads and one overhead, large rain head. The shower was large enough to easily fit four people if one really wanted to get kinky in there. Along one wall of the shower was a built in bench for Sylvia to sit on when shaving her legs or just enjoy the steam of the shower and relax. He was just finishing up his shower. With him straddling my waist, he took saliva from his mouth and reached behind him. He grabbed my rock hard cock, rubbed his spit over my head and shaft and slid back, guiding my dick towards his hole. With one motion, he grunted and I was inside him. I had never been inside of a man, I had never been inside of anyone! I felt drunk and light headed. It all felt so incredible, his tight ass around my cock, his big hairy body straddling me, his big hands on my chest. I layed there, both of us.