Transforming might be too mild an expression. With the help of herhandmaiden (as she called her) Frieda, the giantess from the East (as wecalled her),...she terrorized the whole court. Her idea of the Royal Courtwas very romantic, if this is the correct term. While the royal heads oftoday try to dress as much like the ordinary citizens as possible - and asfar as I know don't make attempts to influence the outfit of their staff,our new Queen wanted just the opposite. More and more of the staff. All she had to do was look my way and there I was, cock in hand at the window. I carried on, not sure where to look. Was the cleaner getting an eyeful? Would my neighbour look my way? I was getting close to cumming and wasn't sure what to do when my neighbour looked my way. My heart skipped a beat. She had to have seen me, but she turned away and was suddenly out of sight. Would she come back? Should I carry on? Had she seen me? My cock seemed enormous in my hand. Thicker and hornier than ever. Actually to be truthful, sex with girls was on my mind. But that required a date. And again, my status in the high school circles was lower than whale shit. So other than a few really ugly girls that weren't going to have sex with me anyway, no girl was going to date me.So the afternoon after Mom left, I was sitting at my computer desk thinking. I had two weeks by myself. But there is only so much porn and online gaming that one can do. Hell, Mom had only been gone six hours and my dick was. But I use to go to her house very rarely that day I went to my sisters place to give something which my mum gave me to handover to my sister. I went to here house and started calling here but I was not getting any respond so I went in and gave another call then to no one was responding I was about to come back I herd a voice that was archana she was shouting from upstairs of her house that my sister went out and she will come little late.So I told her to come and pick the thing which my mum.