I hope we haven’t scared you off.” I blushed hard and said something stupid like “Well,it wasn’t all bad.” They chuckled and headed out and ...hings went back to normal.I didn’t walk in on anyone again, although I did hear Stevefucking one or the other of them a few different nights overthe next weeks. Every now and then one of them would stepout their rooms in the middle of an afternoon with a big smileon their faces and Steve would come out a few minutes laterwith his normal, impossibly radiant. And his breasts...”Holy shit,” he whispers. “I’ve got boobs!” He looks exactly like the creature in his dreams.It takes a moment for his brain to catch up when he puts his hand over his mouth. His voice ... his voice isn’t his. Incredibly it almost sounds like Thea’s.“What is this?” he asks the reflection.The reflection of himself, or rather of himself in disguise, smiles back at him. He steps back, shocked and unsure if he just saw what he saw. His confirmation comes when his reflection. She saw Michael knocking his legs together. I know his cock is erect. She started walking over to him, and saw him tense up."Just like the men she seduced as a prostitute, she found she could command the obedience of the men around her, breaking their wills", she was now at Michael's desk, but he continued to swing his legs together. Not in my classroom.Janet leaned over and put her hand on Michael's leg, halting it immediately. She locked eyes with him."The men she commanded killed 30,000. We danced until the witching hour of midnight, then we headed home for lovemaking and cuddling. At home, I helped Sharon undress, hung up her dress, and massaged her feet to relieve the soreness the heels and dancing in them gave her, but she loved to show off for me. I think it was for her too, not just for me. Anyway, after the massage, I undressed and we retired to the bed, where the best part of the new day began.We lay there cuddling and kissing, and I started caressing her body. I slowly.