He had spent the weekend wondering about his life and this new curse; about his ignorance and lack of empathy for others. His mother had called him on...Saturday morning asking about his time catching up with Kimberly. She was never one for much subtlety and mentioned that Mrs. Gottfried had complained that she had a difficult time falling asleep Friday night. They both laughed but his mother concluded by warning him he should be careful how he treated people.He called his sister and had their. What that did was move me in and out in her, but only a couple of inches. It just felt good. Nothing was urgent, on either her part or mine. We just enjoyed being in intimate contact like that.“You want to cum again?” I finally whispered.“Can I?” she asked.I interpreted that as “May I?” when what she actually meant was, “Is it possible?”I stiffened my arms, but left my loins crushed to hers, and started doing circles again. She was off to the races, and the noises she made spoke to my balls,. Perfect. Her right eye was her one feature thatwas less than perfect, which was why she usually hid it behind her hair.Now, I somehow had those eyes.A cold sinking feeling settled into my guts as I realized that Ms.Perfect's eyes weren't the only thing of hers that I had. I reached upand touched my hair, which was now a rich dark brown, which could easilybe mistaken as black in the right light...just like Ms. Perfect's. Andmy chest. Even though I'd lost most of my fat over the last week,. Having ridden my bike to cum to see you I’m a little sweaty. I notice your nipples are very erect so I reach over and cup your tit in one hand and tweak the nipple with the other. I look you in the eye as I do this asking you if it feels good. You gasp a little saying absolutely. I repeat this to the other tit watching as you tilt your head back a little and moan. Your hands are rubbing your crotch slowly up n down. I lift your shirt and lick and suck each nipple till the hard like my cock. You.