He sat and watched for a while, turned on not by the gay sex, but by the feeling of these mere mortals being little more than his playthings.“You gu...s keep doing each-other until it’s time for your next class,” Josh commanded them with a wave of the wand. “I gots me an idea. And a fantasy.”Mrs Drummond walked into her office, and was shocked by the door slamming shut behind her.“Hello there,” Josh said. He was sat in Mrs Drummond’s chair, naked, with a raging boner. “Don’t scream, and don’t try. ?" John seemed oblivious to the rising pitch of hisvoice, but he definitely noticed something in Marty. Was it... could it be... Was Marty's hair getting longer? "Your hair!"Marty had noticed the lengthening hair in his peripheral vision.His hands reached up, grasping at the wet strands. "What thehell?"He glanced at John, and his mouth dropped open at the longblond locks on John's head. Impossibly long blond hair, whichhad replaced John's buzz cut. And then he looked again, atJohn's face.. I pulled the covers down and got between Mom’s legs. So did Evelyn. My k** sister got right behind me with her face between my legs. As my cock entered Mom, Evelyn got closer. She must have had a great view. I fucked Mom for a bit long that time before I cum in her again and pulled my cock out.Evelyn put her face right in Mom’s pussy and started licking her. I watched in delight. When Evelyn was done she saw me looking at her and said, “Oh, I do this all the time. Mommy likes me to lick her. I got onto my back on the white porcelain,turrned on the tap, and asked the women if they would crouch over me and have a little whizz. I was hoping that what I wanted to do wasn't so far off the scale of their kink meters that they would be scared or too disgusted to continue. I should not have worried. Each woman squatted and pissed on me. My hair was soaked and the pee was dripping off my boobs and my chin. I knew they wondered if I was kinky enough to drink it. I'd been doing that since I.