If you picked season three Buffy, you're the sameage. In fact I'm a month older than you. Faith was born in December,while Buffy was born in January..." How the hell do you even know that?" I have nothing better to do now. Besides, I knew most of this a whilenow." Well, thanks for the lesson in obscure Buffy trivia." No problem, I have to be passionate about something now." There is always beating the hell out of something, I think that helpedthe real Faith a little." It will have to do, I. My thighs wereshaking and I could feel waves of muscular contraction rippling through myabdomen and diaphragm. Tanya?s finger kept rubbing away until my clit couldn?ttake it any more and I fell backwards onto the bed and lay there snorting throughmy nose. I am not sure if Islept or not, but at some point, I emerged from the pink mist of post-orgasmicpleasure and realised that Tanya?s fingers were toying lightly with my hair. Iopened my eyes and looked up to find Tanya?s pussy directly in front. I looked into my hands as they were becoming slender. Terrorized I liftedmy gaze back to the mirror to see myself getting smaller. I could seeHelen looming behind me with a mischievous smile as I shrank to roughlyher bust line.That was just the start of my transformation. Now my hair was growing intoa longish black trail that reached below my shoulders.I could feel my lips getting fuller as my nose reduced and my cheekspuffed. My eyes turned greenish and filled with scare.My chest began to. " Start your mount at a walk, Victoria," I instructed her. "We need to warm his muscles." Gee-up, Watson," she said in a soft voice, drawing her heels up the bed and squeezing my hand gently between her thighs to urge her mount to a walk. Without any encouragement from me, she began slowly pumping her hips in time to her stallion's gait. Easing my grip, I held my fingers lightly over her sex, allowing the tips to graze over her sensitive lips and glide over the heavenly softness of her.