Eight am. Tuesday morning. Grace entered Tim's bedroom and opened theheavy drapes causing Tim to stir. Shielding his sleepy eyes from the lightwith h...s hand as he sat up. The room looked lived in now, unkempt. Apizza box sat atop the dresser, men's clothes strewn about and Tim as hearose with his unkempt mop of brown hair still had his visible shadow ofwispy beard. A recent copy of Playboy magazine was on the floor by thebed. Grace noticed the girl on the cover not looking as feminine or. The feeling was out of this world. She was tightening up again and that was bringing me to the edge. Then her pussy clamped onto me as she came and the feeling was so intense that I exploded. I couldn’t stop thrusting as I pumped load after load of come into her. It was by far the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. We didn’t stop there. We rested a few minutes then she turned to me and we devoured each other with hot passionate kisses. We kissed for ten minutes or so and then decided to get a. "Wow, they sure didn't want to make this easy," she said to herself asshe poured through the profiles of transformed people. "Let's see, wehave bunch of guys becoming women, some vague reference to some Trekkies,and a guy who got himself pregnant. Well here I am."She clicked on her entry. It had the basic info about her, but shenoticed that she could search for other people who had turned themselvesinto Eliza Dushku."It can't be that easy."She clicked on it and saw her entry again as well as. When he tweeked her nipples it hurt and she was embarressed because she had felt a tingle in her groin. He pinched her hard and she squealed. He pulled her through the door, and up the ornate staircase, she noticed that there where painting on the walls, ancestors maybe, their eyes seemed to follow her as she walked paqst them, it was like they knew what was happening to her. Mocking her. She was pushed forward into the bathroom. She could not help but admire it it must have cost an absolut.