You speak again of this special person, it is new to her, all the feelings, the experiences. You talk of how different it would be for you, for The Ma...sion and for me. I look at you, almost asking why I am here. You explain that you want us to work together, that you feel it should be that way this last time.We eat dinner in silence for a while, both lost in thought. I am looking out the window, watching the water cascade off the wheel and sipping my wine. You touch my hand and I lower my eyes. Quickly he removed his clothes and picked up the other clothes and beganputting them on. After putting on the underwear they felt funny. Then heput on the shorts, they too felt a little funny. Lastly he put on themuscle shirt and brushed the necklace in the process. He thought. ' Thatchic said that this will make you look like someone else, I hope she wasright.'It didn't take long for his body to start changing. He began to shrink,and he lost some of his bulk and muscle. 'Cool,' he thought.. . are... so... good... at... this..." he huffed.Giselle noticed him becoming increasingly flushed and soon responding by thrusting his hips, until she scarcely had to stroke him any longer. He was going to cum any second now.Suddenly, she felt him grab her head."Quick! Down! Can't mess my uniform!" he cried.She felt her hair being grabbed and her face sank into his lap, just as a fountain of sperm erupted from his cock. She had no time to protest, and the thick jets caught her squarely in the. Her Dad was responsible for the MOST part.HE was the owner of an outdoor equipment dealership. He sold almost anything for camping, or getting around in rough country, specializing in off-road equipment. He had taught her to ride motorcycles, and 4 wheelers, and, after getting the hang of them, had gone on to teach her how to drive in the side-by-side UTVs. She had one of her very own at her parents house. They lived about an hour away, and she went there most weekends.She loved to negotiate.