"I walked over to the bike and on the tank of the machine was a screenwhich suddenly blinked to life and showed the face of a pretty youngwoman. The f...ce smiled. "Do you like my new look?" Er...You're a Motorbike," I stated dumbly."Actually, I'm a cyborg. A mobile, tactical weapons system and troopdelivery/extraction vehicle. But that's kind of a mouthful." The face onthe screen's lips moved with the voice and then smiled again."Ok, but you were human right? I mean, you were a woman this. Well whicheverway you want to look at it. In actual fact I am beginning to feel morelike one of the girls. Ensconced in my soft school uniform and feelingall those delicate sensations it makes me feel more fragile. Added tothat the girls are now the only ones who welcome me into their company?The only thing that seems to be separating me from them is now the schoolskirt. No! Perish the thought right here and now!The weekend passed all too quickly and it's Monday school morning again.I look at. As I followed her I watched various body parts jiggling and it was pretty interesting. As we lay side-by-side I realized I hadn’t yet paid any attention to those funbags on her chest. Without any guidance from her I got busy and the sounds she made indicated that was the right choice. Her hand stroked my already reloaded cock as I played.She kind of moaned as she spoke to me, “Keep on doing that to my tits. I think you can get me off again.” Wow, I didn’t know you could do that so I kept going. Mom began to buck with him much harder than before. They went on and on as I watched, fucking with abandon, both of them working hard at it. A real pang of jealousy swept through me as I heard my mother moan, "Oh God!...I'm coming!...I'm coming! Oh, Danny!...That's so gooood...so Goddamned gooood!"Her hips were bucking wildly. I got down and shone the flashlight up under the fuckers. I could see Danny's slimy cock flashing rapidly in and out of Mom's swollen, hairy cunt lips. It was a.