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“Of course.” Onyx chuckled. Her tongue slithered forth, the forked ends tickling my rim, the aphrodisiac saliva tingling the puckered flesh. I fell back into the chair with a sigh, and unclenched. When the sexual catharsis left us, Ruby and Onyx crawled atop my lap like nestling felines, and fell asleep against one another. They knew not to leave me alone. For I could not stand to be with just my thoughts, and Sherok’s face always in my periphery. I would pour over my maps and plots until exhaustion took me, for I would never find sleep if I searched for it. ZANDER Being a thousand years old meant experimentation was inevitable. Being blonde a thousand years teen old and a shapeshifter petite meant experimentation got weird fast. Changing genders wasn’t the least of it; I’d changed species just for an interesting fuck. During my first years of self-discovery, I liked to pretend that each new form came with a unique set of desires. It made it easier to deep-throat a hairy dwarf if I believed that the female form I took determined my sexuality. Later, when I was in a gay pussy brothel running train on some leather-clad twink, I decided that my spectrum was a bit broader than I thought. Actually, there was no spectrum; it was just a fucking circle with ‘yes’ scribbled over it. I’d long since accepted that was who I was, so when I kissed my way down Elena’s belly, and stopped just at her cock, I didn’t hesitate. “Wait.” She said, pushing on my head. I looked up at her with a rueful smile. “Can’t get over it, huh?” “It’s just…” Elena sighed, “…no, I can’t.” “From experience, I can tell you men are better at giving head.” I grinned up at her, “And a man with a woman’s body is a woman, I believe. We live in progressive times, Elena; don’t put a label on my gender.” Elena looked down at me from her support of elbows, her toned legs splayed, her cock half-flaccid below my waiting lips. “You do a damn good impression of Prestira, but I can still tell it’s you. It’s the expressions.” “I never could quite pin Prestira down.” I sighed, “Well, actually I pinned her down quite a few times, but imitating her is difficult. She is uniquely herself.” I pondered that thought for a moment, tapping Elena’s cock contemplatively. “Zander?” I looked up at her. “No, not Zander.” I said, and began to transform, “Destiny.” DESTINY There were alter-egos, and then there were alternate personalities; Destiny strode the fine line between them. It was dangerous being her, shaved because I actually was her. She was my oldest transformation. She’d been a little girl when I was a little boy, and had grown with me over the centuries. There were decades missing from Zander’s life when there was only a mysterious witch tending his garden, opening his mail, and hosting extravagant parties. Destiny was very-much the hedonist. My body was a splendor of curves, my breasts perched high and full atop my chest, my ass globed and succulent, not a dimple or fold to be seen. Upon my golden flesh, thousands of gemstone freckles twinkled in the moonlight. But remember they will haunt you with that title for the rest of their lives and only their death will free you from their hunt for their master. After a while, Cassy went up to her room to finish her homework and get ready for pussy bed. Margaret felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. Twenty minutes later they walked into the den dressed in bra, panties and high heels only the colors were different. "Are you kidding? You’re not going to out jump these guys. Since the actual day of Halloween fell on a Wednesday their party was scheduled to be the Saturday before Halloween. I rolled onto her and slipped in. We fucked like that for blonde a while, but I couldn’t get as deep as we just did, her force of bouncing on top pushed me into new depths. Most of shaved our friends at school have already had sex and we both wanted to try it. It was a slow Tuesday and I decided to leave work early. One man grabbed Prestira by her chain and forced her upright, his cock prodding her lips. "Very good, much better than the lousy sex I had with Henrik two years back," Maria responded. After breakfast and showers we sat around at the bar and began our daily ‘what shall we do?’ discussion. As I grab the garter and stand up to hook it in place. “Have you ever been with a girl?” He just motioned for me to get on it and start pedalling, which I did. Ready?" “I am to yours to please and be pleased,” Sarah muttered. Are you ok?” I asked concerned. They were big on her frame, but not too big, and amazingly, barely sagged. Jim fucked Susan next and then I told him to cum in Cara. “Now you girls need to shut up, sit down, and do what you're told. I cut her off in mid-sentence, assume my role as her Commanding Officer and shouted in my most commanding voice, “Officer Taylor, shut up and sit down! The man quickly answered "the bright orange glow, with a warmth so little could give to us" the woman sat off, not expecting the answer. I slid my arm over her petite shoulder to her chin and turn the side of her face to me where I began kissing it softly. And at the time, we girls simply took all this "panty-showing" stuff teen in stride, because that was just the way that things were for us back then. Dee made eye contact with me and smiled before she put her lips over my stiff and wet cock. 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