Luz and Carlita, Devil’s spawn? That was my reaction, when they shape-shifted.I raise my arm, threatening a backhanded swat at the taunting, leering... evil faces of my two nemesis-sters in crime. Jan Ube-Wary, Grand Dragon of the Duende clan, and Maggie the Magnificent, Queen of the Goblins.Faced with a face-full of poisoned trident tines, I re-consider and lower my arm.“SHUT UP! Stop laughing, my girls are dying horrible deaths out there! Have you no sense of decency?” My voice trembles from. The young woman gasps and her mistress allows her a few breath before pushing herself between the woman’s lips again to begin fucking her throat. Using her hair as a handhold, the creature shoves in and pulls out, moving her hips and Bridget’s head at the same time. Each time she pulls back, her pet’s throat tries to close up and when she thrusts in again there is a brief resistance before she forces it open. The tight feeling as Bridget’s throat is forced open around her is fantasticWhen. When I pulled out, the position we were using meant quite a lot of it dripped out of her before we could catch it - fortunately she had a laminate floor in her room as there was quite a bit of leakage on the way to the shower. After cleaning ourselves up we cleaned up her room and her bedsheet, (and towel and panties) went in the wash and then the dryer and back on her bed so her mum would be none the wiser.We fucked around quite a few more times before we both went off to uni at opposite ends. Doubtfire on the television when it dawned onme. I had done some acting in high school. I stood in front ofa mirror and did a quick assessment. I was very slim, onehundred twenty-five pounds, from running and long distanceswimming, yet my legs looked strong. I have a fair complexion,no hair on my chest, a small nose, but full lips, green eyes,and my blond hair I keep short for swimming. I tried to imaginemyself as a woman. To think of it I was never the brutishmasculine type at all. Later.