'How dare you not wear matching underwear slut!' You yell.'Sorry master'You put a collar and lead around my neck and tell me to continue with the mopp...ng, and I do so.You then order me to get on my hands and knees and scrub the floor, it's not clean enough.Before you let me do so, you remove my panties.I start to scrub the floor as you say, and suddenly feel your cock force its way into my pussy.I try not to act suprised and keep scrubbing.You start to fuck my really hard, and i stop scrubbing. .” he began, but I cut him off with, gods above, a kiss. I felt something brush up between us, deliciously pressing into my stomach.“ ... Hero of Storm Harbour, Dragonslayer, blah, blah, blah, I know all your bloody titles. But you are not behaving like the Leo I know!” I complained.“No? What is different?” he asked.Was he serious? Almost too late I noticed the little smile tugging at his lips, confident, cocky even. I sighed, not quite sure if in defeat or exasperation, but that only caused my. We planned to all go into the building before any of the employees arrived, and hide in the voyeur den. There we would simply hang-out eating our snacks and packed lunches all day, and reading comics until it was PE time. (Oh, and peeing in bottles) We all arrived at the school around 4:30 am, by friends told me that was way earlier than we needed to arrive, but I have always been a bit paranoid. So we snuck into the voyeur den and showed them the holes, to their amusement and excitement. One. Not the suit had breasts, but I had breasts! I had played with Jennifer?s too many times not to know what real breasts felt like. And tellingly, I had felt each squeeze and tug of my own examination.The blood in my brain pounded madly and it was a full minute before I was sure that I wasn?t going to pass out. No matter what I had believed before, no matter what I wanted to believe now, logic pointed inescapably to one thing ? I was undergoing some form of ?in vivio? bio reengineering. My face.