“Oh, yeah!” hissed Jessie. “Fuck me! Yeah!” Jessie looked over her shoulder and said, “I’m really starting to like this job.”Nina grinne..., but didn’t respond. She was too caught up in her role as the man. She liked fucking women with the strap-on. It gave her a taste of what it was like to be her husband when he was fucking her. The power was a hell of a rush. She even had her shoulders squared like a man.“Oh, god, that feels so fucking good, ” screamed Jessie.“How good?”“I’m about to. Then Naomi handed me what appeared to be a chocolate milkshake. "This is supposed to taste better than the one I had to drink when Iunderwent the process," she told me with a quirk of her mouth thatapproximated a grin. "It's full of the nanos that will change you." I drank it down, not in one gulp, there was lot of it there, andgrimaced at the metallic understate. If it actually did taste betterthan previous versions, I felt a pang of sympathy for anyone who hadtaken them. "Ok, now what?" "We. They all giggled and Tammy, I think, said “We’ll be back soon Daddy” as the bedding dipped with their departure. As far as I could tell I was alone, bound to the four poster bed with a huge hard on that needed release. Each heart beat throbbed through me like a bolt of lightning that ran from my chest to the swollen crown of my cock, sizzling through my balls as it went. My time alone didn’t quell the needs, but my mind worked through just what was happening in my once normal perfect. This was the legal part of the ceremony.First it was for Mary and I, then for Greg and Jamie and then for Bob and Linda.The only thing lacking was that after pronouncing us ‘Men and Wives’ he omitted the ‘you can now kiss the bride’ part. The seven of us DID have to suppress a smirk at the line, ‘and forsaking all others’. But were solemn at, ‘till death do us part.’The preacher explained to everyone that the next part of the ceremony had to do with the family charter that the seven of us were.