Und in meinen T-Shirt zeichnetesich ein deutlicher Busen ab.ich zog meine Unterhose aus, ja er war noch da, aber war winzig. Ich zog das T-Shirt aus. ...ein Busen war inzwischen schon recht ?ppiggeworden. Meine Haare reichten bis zum Ellenbogen. Je weiter ich in den Spiegel sah um so weniger M?nnlichkeit hatte ich,ich war etwa 20 cm geschrumpft, wurde sehr schlank, mein Busen wuchs undmein Penis verschwand. An seiner Stelle bildete sich eine ?ffnung, meineVagina. Schlie?lich war ich fertig. A slight figure appeared, running into the clearing, looking over it's shoulder anxiously, seemingly fearful of pursuit. With a flash of white blouse and a rustle of bustle, the sound of bare feet pattering on the frozen ground was almost drowned out by the rushing wind. Suddenly the sound of galloping hooves split the night, and with a rush, a dark hulking figure on a large and winded horse overtook the slight figure and snatched it into the saddle in front, hardly slowing. The slight figure. It was warm and had slight acrid taste. “My turn” he said as we swapped positions. I took out my virgin cock and he took the lot in his mouth. The sensuality of a warm moist mouth around my penis in the silence of this room was my first awakening of sex. I never reached orgasm. After an urgent minute I stood and dressed as if I’d been caught stealing lollies a kid. After lunch and back in the art room Russell came up to me and asked if that was my first time. “Yes” I said and you. “No” was his. He smiled and pulled at my ear with his lips. I felt my breasts jiggle in his hands with each of his powerful thrusts and ripples of pleasure coursed up from between my legs. I was getting used to him, it was becoming more comfortable, and I was really starting to enjoy it. Not that I wasn’t before, mind you. He lifted his hips and changed angles slightly, which made his swollen cock head push against a part of me I didn’t know existed until that moment. My eyes bulged and my jaw dropped as he.