I huffed as I go over to the desk and sit down. Mrs Fellows put paper and a pen on the desk in front of me.Mrs Fellows instructed, “You will write, ...��I need my legs smacked,’ twenty times.”I gasped, looked up, and was about to explode just as Mrs Dean put a hairbrush on the desk close to me. A wooden backed paddle brush, whilst giving me a glare. I think quickly. Smacked legs are better than a spanking with that thing. I decided to go for that although had a feeling I was being drawn in slowly. I am looking forward to what she is going to be from now onand what she will do when she wakes up." replied George."That is what we thought that you would say. The hormones kick inquickly and her new over active sex drive will be the first thing thatbecomes very evident. Well, it is time for the next step of our littletransformation process. Come on up to the bar and join me in acelebration of your new life drink."******The Walkers entered Susan Johnson's office with George holding the. Enough to see yard empty. Looks right at doghouse. Relaxes. Pooch. Gotta be Pooch. Silly dog. Ha, ha, ha. That rascal. Love that Pooch. Looks at footmat on other side of glass. Sees screwdriver with note taped to it. Smile fades, eyes dart at backyard. Nothing there. Glass slides. Actor pulls screwdriver-note off mat. Slides door shut, eyes never leaving yard. Clicks lock. Puts bar down. Feels safer, no doubt. Takes note off tool, reads my script. Details the scene, motivation, blocking, no. You can feel my cock starting to swell. You can hear my breathing and moaning getting more rampant and you know that in only a few more seconds you will be rewarded for your hard work. And then it happens. I begin to shoot stream after stream of salty fluid into your waiting mouth and you are swallowing as much as possible to keep up while sucking my head like you were sucking a thick milkshake. "HOLY FUCCCKKING FUUUCK!!! SUUUCCKKK IT BABE!!! SUUUCCKK THAAATTTT CCCUUMMMMM BAAABBYY!!! .