For the first time since that impossible event had happened, Jeff managed to calm herself down enough to examine her new body. She looked down at her ...hest. When she had put the T-shirt on that morning, it had been tight against her muscled torso and thick arms. Now it was as loose as a tent. It was still tight in one area though, where her breasts stretched the material.She closed her eyes and pulled the T-shirt off. The soft curls of her long hair brushed against her bare shoulders, but she. Hand it to him. Then bow down again.They keep talking, smoking cigarettes, drinking beer.My guy needs his dick sucked more. So I'm back to it. That's better than bowing.More beer. Up and get another. On my knees and he to him. Back to sucking.I'm sucking for well over an hour except to get beers.I'm not sure what the other subs are doing. I just keep sucking. Damn he can stay hard.More beer. As I return with beer and get on my knees my guy is jerking. I hand him the beer. I go to suck. He grabs. He eased up and began to fuck my mouth. This only went on for a minute or so and he stood me up. He attached my hands to the sling so I was spread eagle standing up. He sucked on my nipples a little and then I felt something entering my mouth. It was a weed pipe. I took two big hits and he took it away. He detached my hands from their current position and told me to get in the sling. He reached them to the other set of chains and put my feet into some stirrups. I was now laying bound and masked. She called me ‘Sis’ but I was convinced she did it in her excitement and didn’t even recognize that she did. I picked up my wine glass and stared into it for a several minutes and a smile spread over my face and turned even larger. I looked up at Tim who had apparently been watching me the entire time. At my smiling face he held up his wine glass to me and smiled. He said simply, “You frequently said you wished you had one.”I smiled back at him and returned the salute with my wine glass.Helen.