Then she looked down at herself. The massive load I’d shot on her tits was running down onto her toned stomach in tiny white streams of cum. Then ...he turned and looked behind her at the lines and puddles of jism on the sheet. “Oh my god, Teddy. I’m covered. I better get these sheets washed and dried before your father gets home.”VII“Hi Dad!” I said as I walked into the kitchen the next morning. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table, apparently reading multiple newspapers at once. His. I then fall on it, with her beneath me, getting another squeal from her. We continue to kiss. She nibbles at my bottom lip and I return the favor by trailing my kisses down to her neck. As I kiss and bite her, I am thanked by the squeezing of her legs around my pelvis, grinding hers into me. My hands glide around her stomach, up until they almost touch her breasts and down until they almost touch her panty line, continuously teasing her until she finally grabs my hands out of frustration and. ”“Do you know if he’s still around, Doctor?”“Not a clue. She was trained in Morgantown, West Virginia. It must have been at WVU. Maybe the alumni association there can help you contact him. Will that be all?”“Yes, thank you, Doctor. Have a good day,” Helen answered and closed the call.“Jeez, what is it with that guy?” she asked with a wry smile. “What?”Danny had been typing into his tablet and now showed her the results. The Google search showed a Dr. Erasmus Lloyd, M.D., of Clarksburg, WV. Dr.. My legs? Those weren't mine. They were hairy, misshapen and absolutely not mine!There was a looking-glass on the wall I went to it. But that wasn't me, I blacked out.I picked myself up off the floor and looked again at the image in the looking glass, it was a man ... I was a man.I sat back on the bed and pulled the covers around me. I was confused - Just what had happened to me? I concentrated and entered my library, I knew that I had read about transformations before, but this didn't feel like.