At night time when I was in deep sleep I unknowingly just put my hands and legs on her while I am doing this she just adjusts me by removing my legs a...d hands. At first, I have no intention on her in any sexual way. But one day we both went to sleep in the night I just put my leg on her belly and my hand on her boobs unknowingly. Later after sometime I just woke up and the next moment I was shocked and awestruck, that one of her breasts was in the mouth and my hand was in her panty. She was. I got out of bed and balanced myself and was startled from what turnedout to be my reflection, now a woman, one I knew from the memories asFrancine, they were her memories and by appearances I was in her body.When Annie came into the room I was relieved and smiled, she reciprocatedand I ceased because she might have a hand in what happened to me, I didcollapse in front of her and her sister after all."Frannie? Are you okay?" she asked as she closed the door behind her,there was no fear, no. He dressed kinda goth and I figured maybe that had something to do with it. I stayed a little longer before walking home.He called me in the early evening the next day to see if I was down to study and have a few beers at his house. I didn't give what happened the night before any thought and made my way to his house. Like the night before we drank a good amount and were feeling good, then he said casually that I had a big dick and could hurt a girl with it. I didn't know what to say so I just. Fuck me hard.” “You’re one messed up lady,” replied Bumfelt, his fingers snapping open her wet blouse. “You fuckin’ want this?” He pushed his hips against hers, pushing her up against the wall. Hard. “Fuck me then,” she hissed, pulling at his belt. Dropping his trousers and underwear to the floor. “You’ve wanted to fuck me since you interrogated me earlier. So fucking do it, Detective. Fuck my tight pussy.” She ran her hands over his chest. One brushed his holstered Sig. “Fuck are you doing?”.