"Fifteen months. I broke up with him just a few weeks ago because he started smoking pot all the time and wouldn't make the time for me," I answered. ...I just got out of a relationship too. Eight months with him but he's not my type," she said. "I understand." "I know we just met but can I tell you why he's not my type?" "Sure." "I think I might be gay but I'm not sure." I was shocked at first. "I understand. I'm bicurious myself," I added. "Oh really?" she gasped. "Yeah...,"I mumbled. She. He told me to bend over and he started really pushing deep into my ass. Then out, then back in. Again and again. His friends gathered around to watch. One came back around to my head and, being bent over as I was, his penis was directly in front of my face. I watched as it began to harden and then felt his hand on the back of my head as he forced me to take him into my mouth. I felt Mack'’s fingers leave my ass as I began to suck on the hardening cock in my mouth and then another man took. You're so happy he's made you his fuck toy.When you get to the bathroom you quickly clean yourself off. Looking into the mirror for the first time you realize how different your face is now. You're eyes are bigger and bluer and have a slightly vacant look. Your nose and chin are still shapely but your lips are now really sensuous, full, and juicy. The door slams behind you, and you see the two guys you saw earlier with their cocks out. The taller one comes up, glances in your bag, and pulls out. "Would you release me, if I told you to?" she asked.A finger snaked along her slit, feeling the wetness already there."Would you really want me to, Miss?" Ginger queried, "let's pretend I said no. Besides," holding up a finger, glistening with moisture, "this seems to say that you are looking forward to this."Her finger rubbed gently at Karen's clit, forcing a soft moan, and a squirm from her. Then lips were on hers, and she was responding to the kiss, tongue teasing the invading tongue,.