His shaven balls hung low and slapped against her clit with every thrust into her pussy. I had never imagined either of them in this position so to se... the real thing was quite a shock.My cock started to swell and my pants tightened. I undid my trousers and freeing myself, I began to masturbate. I watched as Janet tweaked her erect nipples. Her tan lines were driving me insane. I imagined her in her bikini, barely able to cover those huge natural breasts. She moved her hand slowly down her. Now I had black hair, and a lot darker complexion though I was stillCaucasian. Mom said my breasts were almost a B cup, which was prettybig for someone who'd just turned thirteen; she thought I looked morelike fourteen or fifteen.We couldn't find anything on the Internet about transformed kids wholost memories, so we left a few minutes later and waited for the busthat would go by the hospital.When we got to the emergency room, we had to wait for quite a whilesince I wasn't bleeding or. I said, “Agar aap mere pass hoti toh main puri raat sex karta.” To which she replied, “Acha ji, itna man karta hai apko sex ka.”Me: Haa par kya karu, koi hai nahi na mere paas.She: Kyu girlfriend nahi hai kya aap ke paas?Me: Nahi na wahi toh problem hai.She: Don’t lie. Tum itne handsome ho ki 2-3 toh aaram se ghumate hoge.Me: Haha I wish woh sach hota.She: Acha batao kaisi ladki acchi lagti hai tumhe?Me: Teenage ladkiya se jaada aaj kal muje bhabhiya bohot pasand hai.She: (surprised) Oh acha,. Most had an incredulous gaze, as if they did not manage to parse the situation and label it as right or wrong. They really had no moral compass; this was now the perfect situation to give them a new sense of direction, through shock factor. Humiliated, all holes plugged, her pink dress soaked in urine, Amelia clenched her hands and faced her Groom of a pig with a resolute determination in her eyes.The Groom and the Bride were now facing each other, on both sides of the priest. The ceremony.