After reading that novel and riding her fingers on many an occasion in the privacy of her tiny bedroom, Fiona decided she needed a doctor of her own t... make her bloom in proper feminine attitude. Preferably, it should be a handsome one with skills to take full advantage of every single orifice. It wouldn't even make any difference if he were to be married, because invalid wives and even, bitchy ones could be put aside with inevitable fate or by legal decree. It was only fair that she should get. Priya: I can’t. My husband is sleeping next to me.Manish: Look, now, who is giving excuses.Priya: I am not giving excuses. I just don’t want to invite trouble.Manish: It’s okay. I can understand. Maybe you aren’t as enterprising as you claim to be!Priya: Well if you think you can challenge me and I will irrationally give into your will, you are grossly mistaken, my friend!Manish: No, no. I am not challenging you. Why should I? Plus we have already done it twice so I have seen enough. What I am. But now that you have and you have embraced it, this is your one chance to change it all and go back to being who you were.”Things have changed within the girl. The idea appeals to a small part of her, while the larger part looks at it with disgust. “That simple?” she asks. “I just go back to being George, waking up to two beautiful women, and none of this happened?”“That right,” Genzo agrees. “You live out what remains of your life and that will be all. Or you stay as Tabitha, everything plays. “Big” she said. I smirked. “Gag on it slut”.I held her head until she had taken three quarters of my dick and held her there. “A real slut will hold it as long as she is told to”. She gagged and her mascara started running down her face. I repeated this several times until I was satisfied. She looked even messier. “Suck my balls” I ordered. While she obeyed obediently, I remembered about my roommate. Shit. I looked around and saw him peaking through my door with his dick in his hand. I gestured.