"Please don't call me "Kerris," make it "KT," likethe rest of my friends." Ooh I knew it," shrieked the girl called Suzy. "She may not be fullydressed...yet but she is still a girl at heart. Welcome "Katy," come andsit beside me."I groaned inwardly; I'd made another mistake. By innocently giving themthe name by which I was usually known, I had made them think I thought ofmyself as a female. I grinned weakly; "Well that's not how it is normallypronounced, but I guess I will have to live with it;. I tried to polish it up but it never got any shiner. At one point, I tried it on and then I tried polishing it again with this old rag. I felt a tingle. I slowly turned into myself as a 17-year-old girl. I didn't like that; I was very fat in high school. I came close to panic for a few minutes, but then I reasoned if I was changed into one person, I could be changed into another. I looked at what I had been polishing the medallion with. It was a piece of my old gym suit from high school. I had. "Harder, darling, pleeeease," Icried, beginning to push my butt back into him to heighten the impact.Something about my intensity must have registered, because he grabbed myhips and started to slam into me, far more roughly than he wouldnormally do. As well versed as I had become in anal sex, I can't say itwas particularly comfortable having him drive into me so hard. The slapthat his pelvis made against my buttocks was almost like being spanked,and I wondered if I might end up with bruises as. John found this all quite arousing, but he was at work, so he had to keep humble. Unfortunately, John heard a tree go down in his direction, making a loud noise. The women looked and saw him and his pulsating erection. He wasn’t a good runner, so he stood just there, hoping they wouldn’t do anything too serious. The redhead washed her bloody hands off in a stream and walked towards John. Searching for the cause of the strange bulge in his pants, she pulled them down and saw the the large.