And yet, here I was: stealing glances at this girl like a sparrow would nibble feed from a basket. Half giddy with the visceral thrill of what I was d...ing, flushed with the sheer shame of it as well, I was a complete mess. For the first time in my life, there was options and choices, a sobering prospect. With her shoulder length brown hair, always so glossy and luxurious; the generous and inviting mouth which gently promised such forbidden, carnal pleasures. Oftentimes I would find myself. We were casually chatting and she was smiling in between the talks.Me: Why are you smiling?She: Nothing.After a few minutes, she again blushed and I repeated my question.She: Nothing, I am seeing something and that’s why I blushed.She again blushed. I couldn’t get what made her blush After 2-3 minutes, I realized that I had forgotten to wear my underwear and my cock top portion was visible to her. Now it was my turn to blush.She: Why are you blushing?Me: Because I know what you are seeing.I. You will have little time left to make any arrangements before you transition.” I just looked at them wide eyed. The term transition had meaning for me.At willfully trying to conjure up disbelief in them I was failing. I wanted everything to suddenly revert back to what it was seconds ago, my reality, what I wanted to hang on to. I was a god. This wasn’t happening. I wished I’d never asked to see this college student again. It was a curse. “Who are you, really?” “I’m what you humans would. His tongue was so far up my pussy. “Fuck, I’m coming. My pussy is coming.” My pussy exploded on Thomas’s face. He was slurping and drinking my juices. I then got off of him. Thomas was bucking up into Samantha and started to growl and came up inside her pussy. Jerry was slapping her ass and fucking the babysitter really hard. Jerry started to moan and then came inside of her ass. “Oh fuck, that was so fucking hot,” Jerry screamed. I want you ladies to both get on your knees. Thomas I want.