Could he have actually been in his own body, transformed tolook like Brenda's? But that would mean that when they switched atswitched back, he was tra...sported in space to where she was and thenback where he was, which doesn't make a lot of sense. Neither doesswitching bodies though... Maybe Brenda still was transformed as well.He didn't even know anymore. He stood stunned in the bathroom, when hesaw the trail of cum leaking down his leg.---------------------Brenda woke up feeling odd. The bed. Sie rutschte mit dem stuhl etwas weiter hinter und lehnte sich zurück um die sonne zu geniesen, dabei rutschte sie auf dem stuhl weiter vor so das ihr Shirt hochrutschte und den Blick auf ihr höschen freigab. Ich versuchte mir nix anmerken zu lassen, konnte aber meinen blick nicht abwenden, mein schwanz wurde sofort wieder hart. Plötzlich meinte sie ob ich wieder ins Bad müsste da ich so still geworden sei oder ob ich es noch aushalte. Natürlich hielt ich es nicht mehr aus aber sagte das alles. I was totally unprepared for my wedding night. I expected that I would have to go slow and be gentle. I thought I would have to put up with a bout of crying after the first time and that I would have to wheedle and beg to get a second time. I thought I might even have to beg to get the first time. In short, because of Hillary's mother and Hillary's upbringing I had no idea of what to expect.Hillary was a slut!The "I do's" said and Hill suddenly could not leave my cock alone. She was rubbing it. I could work afternoons and you could give Shelly and Mr. Burgmann the afternoon off. Or, I could work at night when the shop is closed. Either way, the work gets done," he said.I was a bit surprised at his politeness toward Jurgen. His idea was worth talking to Shelly and Jurgen about. It had to work for them too."Can you be at my house tomorrow afternoon ... say two o'clock?" Yeah ... I can be there." I think the best thing is to talk it over with Shelly and Mr. Burgmann and see what works.