"You're going to have to catch me first, black bitch" replied Amy, cartwheeling out of reach.Ebony wore her usual fitted white leather fighting leotar...; Amy preferring nudity so there was no clothing for her opponent to grab hold.However the speed of Ebony's first lunge took Amy by surprise, finding herself slammed to the unyielding floor, leaking a puddle of slippery artificial cuntal fluids.Ebony's mistake was to crouch over Amy's face,using her thighs to suffocate- Amy fought back by chewing. I made my way to thebathroom, and then I shut the door as quietly as possible and thenturned to the mirror."Wow!" I said aloud, covering my mouth quickly with my hand trying notto wake Brittany.I could not believe what I was seeing in the mirror as I looked down atmy chest to see my much bigger nipples.As I touched one of my new sensitive nipples I cried out, "Mmmmm oh my!They are so much more sensitive them I remembered", as I continue torub them. I found myself starting to moan the more I rub. Lights were dimmed, except for one or two strong spots. The stereo played some old Gun´n´roses-tune. Then she entered the low stage, whispering “30 minutes” under her breath. Stood with her back to the audience and began to sway softly. Her office-outfit was not made for this!But she had looked good for her new job, in her brand new charcoal jacket/skirt. The men began to cheer when she reached back and began fumbling with the buttons. There was a few cheers as she finally succeeded. The skirt. I was still able to get some pussy from one of the married accountants at work. She was very attractive. After I learned that she and her husband were having difficulties with their relationship, I used my position, influence and a big salary increase to seduce her. But even then, I felt like something was missing from my life. I eventually became depressed.I went to see a psychiatrist to help me with my depression. After only a few visits he thought he understood at least part of my problem. I.