A pair of silver hoop earringspierced Issac's ears as she gave a soft grunt, and a beautiful pearlnecklace adorned her bare neck. Finally, the shredde... jeans and undiesfused together, and shifted up her legs and over her wide hips. The backwedged between her immense ass cheeks as it formed into a lacy blackthong.Issac knew her transformation was finish. Stunned by the big-assed beautythat had once been Issac's body, she headed to her bedroom, her swayingbehind knocking over utensils on the sink. Though they did get together with Monica and Jake regularly, it was always at one of the other houses, and Cindy was left alone that evening. It wasn’t as if no one paid attention to her though. She couldn’t go into town without noticing the stares and hearing whispering behind her back. Men seemed to come out of the woodwork, constantly hitting on her when she was around. Some propositioned her as if she were a common street whore. At first she turned down the advances with vigor and wit, but. Cassandra was required to drink a twelve-ounce can of soda every hour. Whenever she had to go to the bathroom she would lift her arms and gyrate her pussy right into my face. I could smell her sexual arousal getting stronger as the night wore on.At midnight I found out why I was there. Cassandra and I were both virgins and we were about to remedy that in front of our parents and their friends. Their swinger friends.Cassandra got up on a stage in the basement and peeled off her clothes in a very. It was amazing in some respects. Downright scary in others. He shook his head, muttering, "Jesus, a fucking robot." She was quick to correct him. "Unsentient. There is a difference. I am not wires. Not metal. I am synthesised. Grown, like you. Tissue. Blood. Bone. Hair. The only non-human part is here." She tapped her skull. "I learn over time. I sense emotion. Store it. Process it. Recall it. Show me something sad, I can cry. Tell me a joke I will laugh. And as you have seen, touch my body, I.