It was no great trick to move our banquet to those tables, and the five of us gathered, just over an hour after the arrival of our new friends, for di...ner.Using one of the quiet little portable Honda generators, I was able to hook up one of the Starbucks coffee makers and, after producing a couple of bad batches, turned out some first-class brew for the group, using gallon jugs of bottled water. It wouldn't be as big a hit as Bridgett's beef stew, but it was going to be well-received by all. Mark was now a woman in body and mind apart from his cock which now laylimp and useless between his legs mark couldn't wait to see the last ofit as he looked through the crack in the door and saw his sister get upand leave she looked like she had just had a good fucking."You rest here and have a shower while I go make dinner." And with thatshe left.The fucking complete now so too was marks transformation as he felt hiscock slowly recede into his body and form his new clit mark couldn'tbelieve. The Girl was indeed masturbating, but she also seemed to be waiting for his look. She smiled, and with her free left hand she pulled the cotton fabric aside giving Dad a very clear look at what she was doing. Just as Dad had thought, she was completely shaven. Her labia were glistening and wet and a bit swollen. Her index finger was circling her clit and from time to time led down and between the lips. The Girl continued handling herself while keeping eye contact with Dad, who just stood there,. "You certainly have the legs for it."All I could do was let out an exasperated sigh. "Seriously, mom? Amini-skirt? Aren't you supposed to be trying to keep me from wearingstuff like that not picking it out for me?" Nonsense. That's just the fashion these days," my mom countered, asshe tossed the skirt over her arm for me to try on later. "Besides, itwould be such a waste for someone as pretty as you to hide in baggy t-shirts and shorts."Much to my annoyance and my mother's joy, I was in.