They tied a scarf around my eyes, blinding me, a false sense of safety. And it truly worked.I could not see anything and did not know what was happeni...g, with senses limited to just hearing, I lay on the sofa, the cold of the night sending a strange chill down my spine, a strange feeling. The sudden retracting of the feet was what I heard. There was no sound in the room, nothing, not a thing. All I could hear was the electronic whir of the air conditioner. A cruel minute of silence followed, It. Ahhhh!I opened my eyes and saw the changes happen in an instant. My chestshrunk, my facial features became hard looking and my lean, tight bodyslowly morphed back to scrawny, ordinary looking me. I never really hadany issues with my looks. Sure, I'm the quintessential dork. Butphysical appearances pale in comparison to intelligence and grade pointaverage. When I'm her, I still feel the same, but also different. Looksdo matter. Not in a shallow way. But I like the idea of making a guyfeel. We were sitting, our pussies kissing, our hands on each others shoulders as our pelvises worked in circles and our eyes were locked. Her tongue was between her lips and her eyes had a glaze, a sort of far off look and yet held me tight. I don’t remember any words or sounds although I strongly suspect everyone else in the Hotel du Roi did. The only time I lost eye contact with her was when her climax came and she closed her eyes, let her head fall back and her mouth open. The next thing I. Seeing this Trae got serious but his roommate had gotten the knack of the game so it was mighty close but Trae got the better of Dab. He had already formed his dare so after he won he told him that he dared him to sneak into the track and fields girls locker room after the girls went for practice and stay there untill they all came back and left from a locker he would place him in. Now Dab was wishing that he never accepted the request at the beginning and just played normal cards but he could.