" A brief but fierce spring storm had started an hour ago. I sighed, thinking about missing the coming summer, but winter in North America does have i...s own beauty.Abigail gave me a small nod through her burqa, keeping the correct protocol by not replying verbally in public without a direct question being asked of her. Within an hour our jet departed. The 10,400 kilometer trip to the ancient site of Boston Massachusetts would take only three hours.I was stunned by our passenger. Mudar! Not just. I could read the spell to any man and make him female. The moreI thought about it the more I was tempted. I needed only find someyouths, transform them into beautiful young women and then pass overthem on to brothels. The change would be disguise enough for them, andno one would believe any story of their former existence. Then I againthought of Sophia and her work too and I felt guilty. If I used these Imight profit from the spells, but I doubted that it would be for 'good'.But I might be. “Have you ever been with a guy, Steve?” she fires back, and I cringe twice. She knows I prefer ‘Steven’ over ‘Steve’.“God, no.”“That’s how I feel.”“Hey, we’re not that bad.”“You’re not trying to turn me, are you?” Our back-and-forth remains light, teasing one another like always.“I was only curious,” I assure. “Straight girls tend to, as you say, ‘experiment’ with other girls in college. I was wondering if lesbians ever get the urge to experiment with guys.”“Do straight guys ever get the urge. He proceeded to tell everyone else that "Pissy has to pee, but she can't do it standing up without making a mess." Pull down your panties Pissy and squat over the bowl," he instructed. Ipulled my panties down my soft cock hung like a large clit between my smooththighs. Some cum stuck on it as I heard Paul say, " her clit hasn't absorbedall our cum yet." And then they laughed."Ok now Pissy, sit down and pee like a good girl," Bill continued as he puthis hand on my shoulder and guided me down to.