Thealmost-translucent woman was the goddess who, as I watched, picked up oneof the sculptor's tools and turned it into the ring I now wore. As the sce...e faded, the ring 'told' me I could use it to physicallychange a person, if I adhered to its requirements. The most important ofthem were that I had to truly love the one upon whom the ring was to beused, it had to be done to benefit the subject, and the subject had tofully understand, and freely consent to, the outcome.The thing that really got. He leaned his hands against his locker, revealing patches of brown armpit hair under each arm. I saw him reach for his towel, time slowed to a halt and I lost sense of the world. My only focus, existence became his next actions. I hoped with all my heart that what was under the towel was as beautiful as the rest of him. Slowly, he lifted the fold in his towel, sliding it off with his other hand. Disappointment flooded my body when I saw that he was still wearing his swim trunks. Not wanting to. .."Okay, honey, fuck my ass like you've always wanted...." I grip your hips firmly, then drive my cock all the way into your ass in one long medium-speed stroke. You moan "Ohhhhhhh God baby..." as my balls smack your pussy, then take a shuddering breath as I pull back until I'm almost out. I take another long stroke, and you push your butt back to meet me. All the way in again, and then back out. A third full stroke, you meeting me thrust for thrust, and then I give you a half-dozen. They hadbeen wearing ski masks that hid their faces and reminded me of theRussian protest group Pussy Riot.I had struggled to get the keys in the door and then in the ignition withthe false nails I could tell were stuck to my fingers.I could feel that I had a wig on and it was styled in a ponytail whichran down to just above my bra strap and the top of the back of my slip. Ifelt the wig brush against my naked upper back as I was running towardsmy car.I could also feel that my ears had been.