I felt my body spasm, forcing my head forward so that I now looked down from my sitting position. With uncontrollable shakes and twitches, I saw what ... could not believe. My formerly broad and hairy chest had shrunken and become entirely devoid of hair... My legs, equally hairy and masculine had taken on a feminine smoothness and become girlishly shapely. My body shook again, and I saw out of the corners of my frozen eyes that there was now long black hair surrounding my face and growing longer. One of my customers had me meet them in Italy. It was wonderful time. I just attended a lot of events with him. He treated me like a princess.I do just have clients that want sex. Some men just want me to give them blow jobs. Other times men want me to have sex with other women. I've had threesomes and foursomes. One time I was invited to a gang bang. Now that was really interesting. I was the only woman with eight men. I've never done something so strange in my life.My client had called my. Three-quarters of an hour later Robert was making a rushed departure. Rebecca walked with him to see him off. She may be frustrated, horny and fertile, but she did love and care for Robert, and pressed her full breasts into him as reminder to rush home after work. She grinned as she turned and left him flustered in the lobby. She was going to go up to their room and play with herself thinking about the hungry black faces that had followed her through the shops.She stepped into the silver shell. What on earth was Tamsin thinking of getting hitched to a prat like Maxwell? OK, he is a millionaire, but I still think Tamsin is too good for him. Tamsin was awarded a good degree in economics at The University of Warwick and got an internship at JP Morgan, where Maxwell traded bonds. Tamsin was excited by the white-hot atmosphere of the trading floor and a romance soon began to blossom.I hung my suit up to prevent it getting creased before the big day and unpacked my other things before.