? ?It took her some time to start enjoying it,? ?so I played with her upright clit and butterfly labia.? ?I put two,? ?then three,? ?then four fingers...inside her and twisted my hand for extra friction.? ?She looked up at me with an unearthly lust and squiggled a bit so she could wrap her long hand around my cock.? “?This thing is handsome,?” ?she cooed.? “?You really want me to jack you off with my feet when you could have a? ?really fine blow job??” “I might need to be finished off that way,?”. She could not go on bottling it up. She thought about how she was going to do it but realised that much would depend on Steven's reactions and indeed her own emotions. She was getting nowhere.She went to the bathroom and washed her face. She returned to her room and brushed her hair until it shone. She felt a bit better and, taking a deep breath, headed downstairs. Steven was in the sitting room reading the Sunday papers. He looked up and smiled as she came in. She did not return it but sat. So after 4 hours in the basement, I made the formula. I immediately downed the pink fluid and waited for the inevitable. After about a half hour I started to feel hot. Sure enough I started to change. I watched as my hair on my hands began to recede into me and my fingernails grew out. Then I watched as my hair on my head grew out and changed from brown to golden blonde. Then my hips and ass grew out causing my pants to rip again. Then my tits grew out, causing my shirt to rip open. . Helen moved between her legs and went to work commenting on her smooth pussy; Susan ran her fingers through Helens hair as she gave the same treatment she has just received. From the poistion they were in now I could not see in as much detail so I began wondering how each of those amazing looking pussys would taste on my lips. As I thought this I lost balance and stumbled in the room. Minutes seem to pass in my head as I knew the situation was bad. I steadied myself for a second as each woman.