After splashing some cold water on my face, I feel a little better, but not much. I head by Reception to see what my delivery is, and it's some flowe...s from my brother, Eric. Today is the anniversary of my parents death. I always try to forget it, and this year it seems that I have. I feel a pang of guilt, momentarily forgetting the panties and Damien. It's been eight years now. I shake my head to clear my mind and take the flowers back to my desk, sitting them on the window sill. The day. His arms were becoming very slim, and as he felt his legs through his extremely baggy jeans he knew his once muscular legs were following suit; they were much softer.His hands also were getting more and more delicate, as his fingers were now thin and appeared to be getting longer. His fingernails were likewise growing and were now about half an inch long."This can't be happening, I'm going crazy! What's happening to me? I'm turning into a chick!"His skin was now a rich coffee-and-cream color. I felt so stupid.“You know what, I’m going.” She said, with disgust. “No, wait!” I said, but she kept walking. I ran up to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She turned around and slapped me across the face, but this time, it was on the other cheek. Then the weirdest thing happened –she immediately came up and kissed me. Her face was pressed up against mine so hard, I thought that she wanted to head butt me. She opened her mouth and slipped her tongue in mine, she was exploring my mouth with. She did seem to enjoy it so I kept thrusting into her like I had into my sister a few times. When I was ready I just started cumming. She could feel it and smiled up at me.She asked, “How soon before you get hard again?”I replied, “I’m still hard. Where do you want it this time?”Stacy said, “In my butt but first I have to suck you clean, remember.”I let her suck my cock for a few minutes and then I started to position her on her hands and knees with my cock tight up against her sphincter. Mom.