?Yeah, whatever. Where's the money.? ?There's a box under the bed. Yeah, that side. Take a couplehundred grand... eh. Just take it all. We're cool.? ...rent rummaged under the bed for a second and pulled out asuitcase. He opened it, and just stared at it. ?What's her name?? ?Kelly,? Trent muttered under his breath, never taking hiseyes off the money. Owen sat up on the bed and looked at me. ?That guy is pro,? he said in a half whisper, clearly to me.?He counts money without touching it. Does it. We all were doing the working she had given us. At some point, she came to one of my friend sitting on the table beside mine and she bent to clear his doubt. At the same moment I looked that side. I was aroused as hell since her suit was up and I could see her white flesh and her butt line. That was the first day my lust developed for her. I made a mind that I’ll fuck her even if the whole cosmos might be against it.I formulated a plan. I started to perform very bad in English. After seeing my. Newly married, fair in complexion, her skin is like coated in butter. So supple and soft. Long hair which just ends above her waist, perky full breasts. Not big but just perfect. She was a ravishing doll. She had this habit of tying her saree low waist and I would constantly drool at her butter tummy. I would literally imagine biting her tummy, licking her cute little navel and just doing a lot of things. Although she caught me ogling at her tummy many times, she would just flash this cute. He had known he was going to become a woman for weeks, but he still found it terrifying to be faced by the reality. The DNA virus was starting to work its way down his legs and up his torso. He watched in stunned silence as his legs grew softer and the hair on them vanished. He pulled up his shirt and looked at the changes happening there. His washboard flat stomach had already been replaced by curving contors. The virus moved swiftly upwards to his chest. His breasts quickly blossomed from his.