"Who... who did you used to be?" she asked. "Eric Wright," I muttered. I went home on foot. The football field is a good mile away from my home, and h...lf of that is uphill. Strangely- or maybe not so strangely- though, I didn't feel exhausted when I got there. Probably because my new body was in better shape than my old one. At my home, I found that- except for me- my family was more or less unchanged. My mother had been swapped with a woman who appeared to be about the same age as her, maybe a. Ididn't even want to know how expensive this all ways, as Tina hadbrushed off all my worries and arguments that this wasn't needed and wastoo much. The fact that the salesman let her just sign for it all,adding it to her tab, told me she must shop here so often that they knewshe was good for it. She even picked up something for her, an anklebracelet that matched mine.That set the tone for the rest of the afternoon. Tina took me to severaldress boutiques, even more shoe places, a couple of. And so it happened that on the eve of her fourteenth birthday as she worried she was about to pass from her maidenhood and into an age when the boys would no longer be casting glances her way, June was in her room preparing to change into her sleeping clothing. June was startled by a glow growing from the darkness of the corner of her room. A sudden gust blew past her and snuffed out her candle. June wished to cry out for her mother but she could not, the muscles in her throat were frozen and. Pulling back, I held the dome of my cock just inside her puffy cunt lips for a second, she knew what was coming and gasped out. "Yes." As hard as I could I rammed myself forward and she screamed and dug her nails into my back. "Yes, oh fucking hell yesss!" She was sobbing now, clinging to me as we rutted and squeezing me with her legs. "Danny I'm coming again, fuck me, yes oh God fuck me, fuck me, Fuck Meee!" I felt my cock erupting inside her and held myself rigid enjoying feeling her.