The three beers had dulled my clitoris, I had an immediate vaginal orgasm but the clitoris for me is the more powerful, so on I ploughed onto his cock... I turned and said to the boy, who had prepared me only 5 minutes ago, to get behind me and squeeze my tits as hard as he could. This was having an effect, I could feel it building but not quite there, I wanted something more. 'Take your cock out and stick it up my arse' I gritted, 'Fuck me, fuck me,' I was moaning.From afar it must have looked. So much comes into it as I write and take a moment to touch myself, inspiring more feminine illusions of what makes females different to men when wanking, yes I wanked myself as I wrote this story, so you can imagine as you read, we are as one, and if that inspires you to touch yourself, then the story has done its job, and we have been mentally coupling during this sexual one on one encounter with me.If you orgasm as I did several times of erotic thought and typing, then I am pregnant with you. Read them, I'll be asking questions later." Can I really do it?" Only you know that, but when did you last go out anywhere?" I can't think, it was a long time ago." Exactly, time to get out there and see what you're made of. I think it will work."He looked torn and a little confused for a while. Then he took a dress out of the bag and held it up."Don't tell me you don't want to wear that, it's the most fashionable and sexy thing we've got in our shop. It's been approved by experts as a. . and awfullydamn good at being one too." An interesting tale," said Brittany nervously. Clearly, Phil, withall his strange talk about magic and spells and turning some escapedprisoner named Frank into the certifiably whacko Fiona, was hopelesslyderanged himself. Phil had to be living off in his own little fantasyworld somewhere. That undoubtedly meant trouble. People didn't doany of those strange kinds of things in the real world."Do you wanna have some more sex now, Phil honey," purred Fiona..