Whilst I worked, '3' had gathered my girls beautiful long hair into a ponytail, clinching it high on her head with a matching ring and clasp. Standing...back I studied my girl, her trim toned body poised and perfect, the flush of arousal testament to her excitement at being dressed in such a manner. Taking up the crop, I smiled as '3' slipped the blindfold over her eyes.Long hours of practise allowed '7' to walk confidently, trusting my directions to guide her, responding to each touch of the. "What the fuck!" Carl said. "Are you turning me into a ... into a girl?"The realization dawned on him like a thunderbolt.I could only stare as I watched the transformation continue. "Tim, talkto me," Carl, I mean Kylie said. Her voice was a mellifluous contraltonow; I couldn't wait to hear her growl during an orgasm. Kylie's faceshifted, cheekbones arching high, her nose slim, full lips with wide iceblue eyes. "TIM!" Kylie shouted. "What did you do to me?!!" I was sohard - my fantasy woman was. "Hmph. Fine. All right." She kissed him again, more lingeringly this time, and he slid a hand into her hair. "It's not going to hurt, is it?"She laughed, nervously, relieved. "No, silly. Just let me--" She stroked him again, as always thrilled and amazed that she had this effect on him (she managed to suppress the fact that if it were blowing in the right direction, the wind probably had this effect on him), and gently rolled the condom on as he watched, fascinated."That's it? Like a little mac. Strange I know, but thoughts of being racist came over me. I figured I would just have it there and see what she did. I told her were Tracy’s suits were, and got dressed, got a book, and made my way to the pool. I sat down on my chair and adjusted the umbrella so there wasn’t any sun on me, and started reading a book I had been dying to get into. I suddenly heard a splash. Shannon’s head peaked above the water, the waves she made causing a stir in the pool, and she came over, just in front or.