Jeff was sitting at the table reading the morning paper. ‘How about a cup of coffee?’ Sandy asked brightly. I nodded and sat on the chair facing J...ff over the table. While Jeff poured my coffee, Jeff looked at me, concern in his eyes. ‘Have you heard anything from Louise?’ ‘Not a word,’ I said, ‘but this can’t go on forever, at least I don’t think so.’ Jeff smiled sympathetically. ‘I don’t mind telling you, her running away like that really shook me up. But you knew how I really felt about. ................Matthew awoke to a beautiful day, the sun streaming in through lacecurtains. Reaching up to wipe the sleep from his eyes, he immediatelyrealized his hands were unable to move independently of each other. Waita minute! He sat bolt upright in the bed and memories from the previousnight flooded his waking mind. Handcuffs! That explained his inability tomove freely, but nothing could explain the appearance of his hands.Long nails had been expertly attached to each finger and painted. Dan stirred slowly, his aching body forcing itself into his awareness. Hegroaned and moved to wipe his hair from his face. Then he started, andstared at his hand, and the hair in it. He had kept his hair cut short, inhis father's idea of a masculine young man's haircut. Now it was shoulderlength, and looking pale. He had had light brown hair, but now it was alight blond. And that wasn't all, he hands were looking strange. They weresmaller, with thinner fingers, and his nails were longer. His. We wet some towels and started to wash his beautiful tanned body, saving his cock for last. I couldn’t wait any longer and grabbed his cock and soaped it up, it was electric, and my heart was racing. The idea that I would have a big cock in my hand that evening wasn’t in my plans but now that I did I was like a k**. I was so intrigued with his foreskin, I slowly pulled the skin back to reveal the bright purple knob hidden under the skin, and apparently his body was on automatic also because.