I felt like everyone was staringat me, these all "hi, Julia" from kids I didn't recognize made this wholesituation terrified. Earlier conversation abo...t the curse caused I thoughtabout what great force could altered the reality so deeply. I was sure aboutthe source of this force - such things like "good magic" didn't exist. Therewere only two powers could do that - God and fallen angels from Hell. As faras I couldn't imagine why God who created me as male would do such things Iwas certain that. I have been encouraging my friend to explore with other men and she has. Most of them are in it to have selfish sex with her. She tries to make the best of it. I get my thrill hearing about each adventure, obvious some better. Others less so. On a few occasions, my friend and I would meet for breakfast after an overnight liaison so I could smell the fragrance of her recently fucked pussy, often with the semen still leaking out. My friend was at first very surprised then very excited each. He could not tell anything about his captors. He was aware of movement behind him and then someone was kneeling over him. A blindfold was pulled over his eyes and then he was gagged. A slight sense of fear began to set in now as he was pulled to his knees. Hands reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. In moments, he was forced to remove it and the vest that he wore beneath it. His arms were pulled behind his back and shackles were locked around his wrists. A very short chain, of thick metal. “This is called cleavage. Want to taste?” Derek nearly came in his pants. “Yes please.” He slid his tongue along the deep crack of her tits nervously, wishing he could rub his cock in the crack when he was done. She backed off and unbuttoned her blouse, then instructed him to undo her bra. With the stealth and quickness of a pro he had her humongous tits dangling in the air. “Since you did so well I’m going to let you touch.” Derek dove at her nipple. “Not so fast,” she stopped him. She took.