These intervals of true womanhood came almost unnoticed at firstand were brief, for as soon as she became aware of them she would snapback into her ma...e self-image automatically. But as time passed theygrew longer and more frequent, and soon it was the case that she feltof herself as female more often than male.They reached a small town only a few days travel from the ancienttemple of Uldath, well-equipped with hostels and markets. They pausedthere awhile, for Stephen wanted to rid himself of. I was so transfixed by her bodacious body I almost forgot to check her feet. She was wearing some fluffy white slippers. Her toe nails were painted white to match her finger nails. She smiled again. "Mmmmm!!!!" was all I could say. I was at a lost for words. "You might have a hard time going with that. Here let me help..." Mrs. Knight said.I looked down to see the zipper on the front of my shorts was wide open. My hard cock pushed out the thin white material of my boxer briefs through. Through his d**g/liquor-induced haze, Melvin looked down to see his own bone being removed by Marie, a beautiful, dark-skinned Nubian princess, with jet-black natural tight curls who looked up at him through feline, heavy-lidded, dark-brown eyes as she handled his swollen bone with hands so soft that Melvin had to see whether she had fur gloves on. Her full-swollen lips reminded him of his erotic BJ fantasy woman, Jill Marie Jones, and she showed him she knew what to do with her full Black. But, why? “Do…do I know you?” I choked out, my eyebrows pulling together. I tried to clear my throat, but that only made the pain even worse. The mystery man wound his hand around my neck, his arms flexing with the slight effort. “You don’t speak,” His fake voice shook angrily. Slowly releasing his grip, his hand slid down my chest. He firmly grabbed my left tit and brushed my already hardened nipple with his thumb. It was only then that I realized I was completely nude. “C’s..