Shelly lay back, groaning. This was moving too quickly! All she’d wanted was to kiss him, to let him feel her… Well, wasn’t that what he was doi...g, she asked herself? His hand caressed both her thighs, pushing her dress up to expose her pale blue panties. “You have sexy legs,” he told her. “Really?” she asked. “Yeah,” he said. “I’ve thought they were sexy for a long time.” Considering her age, that might have disturbed her, but it didn’t. He’d been watching her for a long time, probably longer. At that time I felt much the same way and joined in with my friends of course – but even then I sensed that there was something different about me or at least about the way I felt about the boys we were talking about. Once past the obvious attributes – good-looking, interesting, exciting – the other girls seemed to think of them in an almost abstract way, as prizes to be won and then owned, while I thought of them as being the possessors of cocks – cocks that I wanted to see, touch, arouse and. The first three words of the song had transmogrified Burt completely into a woman that she might have been, except for one particular feature. Her legs. They were soft, slender and smooth with just the perfect amount of baby fat. In short, they were devastating!Even Comma and Asterix, watching from afar, had to admit they were the most perfect set of woman's legs they had ever seen. They were absolutely speechless. Although they had always heard of their boss's spells changing men into women,. He was especially entranced by her pubic hair. He loved the lookand feel of a woman's bush. He slowly raked the fingers of one hand throughher hair and watched the blonde kinky curls make way for his large fingers.He never touched her pussy. That would come later. Then he placed each handaround her sturdy right thigh and felt the muscles rippling beneath the skin.She had good legs. He repeated this with the other thigh. Slowly he arose and walked behind her. This made her exceedingly.