..oh fuck...lick my p-pussy! Y-yes!" Katie cried, shuddering with another shattering orgasm. Luckily her screams of pleasure were drowned out by the a...plause behind the curtain; the third act had started. I kept this going for another 5 minutes or so before lifting her off the ground and guiding her silently to a scrap piece of scenery nearby, and leaning her over it.Through the dim light, I fumbled with my zipper and wrenched down my pants, revealing an already fully hard dick aching to fuck.. I should have stayed and tried to explain yet how could I have explainedthe concept of being a man literally trapped in a woman's body?To have to carefully bind your budding breasts as to make sure none ofthe other male students in your dormitory noticed the "assets" you had?To realize that your genitals were slowly turning into female ones?To be in command of a body that was in open mutiny against the mind? Tosee your hips expand beyond what nature intended or your chest committreason by. A link reading “Apply for a pet” was near the bottom of the page. I clicked on it and the application process loaded in another window. The process covered the basics and assured absolute discretion. Once your application has been selected, you would be taken to the next level: the screening. This is where you would provide medical records showing you are free from disease and bring forth any other health concerns, i.e. diabetic, seizures, etc. For liable reasons, of course. When you’re in the. He then guided us through one of two doors behind the counter and took a seat in one of the four chairs that were in the room. The room was sparse of any decoration, the chairs were simple, as were the bookshelves. There were no rugs or draperies of any kind on the windows, giving a feeling of function rather than extravagance. One of the many shelves held books, while the rest were covered in jars and containers of various sizes and shapes. We both took a seat in two chairs that were opposite.