I walked towards her, but she backed away slightly, not afraid, but reluctantly. We stared at each other as we get closer to the wall. She stopped, he... back pressed against blue flowers, the wallpaper in this motel room. I pushed against her, my hands cupping the sides of her shoulders, our lips embraced in a kiss, my stomach pressed against hers. I felt her legs lose their strength, and I helped guide her to the floor. "There's a bed," I say. "I don't care," she replied me back.I kissed her. I could have played the part of some crazy killer.I looked at myself in the mirror, slowly changing my face from a quiet, unassuming smile, to a more menacing stare. Just that nuance made me look like a different woman. It was like, I could become a new character.Moving away from the mirror, I closed the book and locked it away. Thinking about that busty woman from his second affair, and who would be sucking on her big boobs now, and the fun I would have with her.In fact, I had already tested. She’s happy that she can use them now and was even proud to show me the little string during her first tampon-eligible period last month, but she still wants to be private about the used ones. I wasn’t going to push it.The logistics of fucking in a shower were a little complicated. Katie is a lot shorter than me, so we couldn’t just do it standing up face-to-face and we also couldn’t just bend her over and get me inside her. The shower stall was too small for doggie-style. Eventually we settled. As for Mandy, the flightattendant I had been in bed with only a few hours before, she too becameshorter and her skin and hair began to darken. I looked into their eyesas their expressions changed from confusion to outright panic. The twomen then looked at each other in alarm as they watched small breastsbudding out from their transformed clothing. The pilot's receding brownhair had become long and blonde, while the copilot's hair turned darkred. Both men were now girls of perhaps sixteen or so,.