Hebegan searching for it through his bag. He knew that it was there:he had recently washed it along with various other school clothesand dumped them a...l back into his gym bag.He found it. He held it up and stared at it.It had shrunk in the wash.It had never done that before.Sighing, he tried to pull it over his head. It was tight, but hefinally managed to pull it down over his chest. It was so short thatit only barely came down past his nipples, but that was all heneeded.He put his shirt on,. "Men can tell you are always in heat, and when you smell a man who is excited, it's almost impossible to contain the urge to hump. It's not that you will die if you don't have sex, but you might as well." I remember the first thing that happened when I came out of the tank. After they checked me out, they gave me a skinsuit and some boots. Miners are used to wearing skinsuits, but this one revealed my new femaled body in all it's detail. I pulled on the spike heeled boots, which where. .I'm a bad, bad girl'That's exactly what you get, a hard, manic fucking, my full balls slapping against your ass.'Take your shirt off now you dirrrrty cum slut bitch'You remove your shirt to reveal a matching bra and suspender belt, you really know how to tease cock.'Get down on your knees and suck teacher's cock'You kneel down and give my shaft a slow wank before wrapping your lips and tongue round my helmet. I feel the back of your throat. You play with my balls as I fuck your mouth, slowly. It was pointed at the ends and wrinkly, not smooth the average cigarette. And when he lit it, and a different scent hit my nose, it clicked. My step-brother took a couple hits off the joint, then seemingly nonchalantly, he held the wrinkled, smoking tube to me. I just stood there, shivering and looked at him. I’d never smoked pot before. I’d taken puffs from regular cigarettes before and didn’t much like it. Then our eyes met and I saw the expression change in Sam’s face. He moved.