"The boys understood this. "Make some wood boxes," I used my hands to give the dimensions. "I want some pairs of forks with the same sound. It doesn't...matter with the pitch is but they have to be the same."The all nodded at me but I like questions not just blind obedience."You are all free to ask questions. You may be intelligent but the best minds are very curious too. When you get a matching pair of forks I want you to put a pen nib on one leg of one fork. The pitch will change. You have to. They both started calling me a hot slut, milf, whore, nasty bitch, fat, chubby, phat ass, and a bunch of other names and then the guy fucking me pulled out and stuffed his cock into my mouth that was full of cum then he unloaded the biggest load and I gaged it, I wanted to spit it out buy couldnt as he held my head and pounded his cock in my mouth, I somehow swallowed alot of it but still had so much in my mouth then I felt him tighten up and he shot more cum into my mouth and I pulled away, I. I better not make mess. I am sure you can make it so my come doesn't make a mess." He looked meaningfully down at his cock and then licked his lips.Lauren shook her head. "No, I can't... that's too far." Yes you can Lauren. Why put off the inevitable? Start sucking." He smiled and gave the remote a quick press. "Don't worry, I'll still get you off."She averted her gaze and moved onto her hands and knees. She leaned forward, her hair falling across her face. He felt her breath on the head of his. But I hadn't changed age. Sothe transformation hadn't quite gone as hoped. Presumably with the magicworking on the intention that a 60 year old woman could wear this dress,I transformed from a 60 year old male into a 60 year old female versionof myself.Now it wasn't all bad: I still felt good being female. There was stillthe amazing feeling of rubbing my hand across my crotch and feeling nopenis, just folds of a vulva behind my pubic hair.What's more, 60 year old female me was far more sexually.