We came hard, together."Holy fuck", Krys says. I'm speechless. I can barely breath. My body needs to catch up with itself.Krys takes my hips and guide... me out of her. Mason has lust in his eyes."Be gentle, I'm so sensitive right now" she whispers to Mason, as she looks up at him.I sit beside Krys' knees on the bed, stroking her legs as I recover. As Mason takes his turn, as his dick slowly penetrates Krys, he stops to watch my cum escape her the more he presses inside, he watches as my cum. This, right now, with your trying to scare me and us not in bed humping and sweating, is my worst nightmare.’ ‘Other than the nightmare you seem to be having now, can you describe one of your nightmares to me one?’ ‘Okay but, to be honest, my nightmares are more sexual fantasies than nightmares. They all involve you dancing around a stripper’s pole and stripping naked in front of me and my friends, before we gangbang you.’ ‘C’mon, Roger, be serious.’ ‘Okay, sorry, but I was being serious,’ said. Everything was in readiness. My crew were about as ready as I could reasonably have expected. Perhaps my mistake was in the idea that everybody can see that the greatest events consist of smaller events. Smaller events that anybody can handle. All they have to do is act on these smaller events to deal with the greater, supposedly awe inspiring events. Am I the only one to see this?Ah well, lets go make history."Action stations."Everybody readied themselves."Ok Megan. Call your mother."Megan. Looking back into the mirror I saw a verypretty girl with nice tits.My face was red with embarrassment. My eyes lowered to an impossiblynarrow waist. If my bust was 32 inches, my waist must have only beenabout 18 to 20 inches! I removed the jeans, leaving me only wearing apair of pink panties with a small flower on the waistband at the front.Even while still in my underwear, the mirror showed that I wasundeniably female. If the breasts hadn't been enough to prove that, mynow flat crotch.