The man twisted them and he could hear a nice moan of pleasure. It was quite obvious that the woman wouldn’t resist his attempts of having sex with ...her. Mike would fuck Clair, his son would fuck Clair’s daughter. Perhaps, they would even swing them. Clair put oneself together and broke the kiss. She wanted to reason with him but she failed. Gasping, she turned around and opened her mouth to protest, but Mike put his mouth on the horny woman harder. His tongue darted immediately and his body. He bit his lip, the pain helping to focus his mind. "That man needs medical attention right away. He has a serious head wound. We've got to get him to a doctor."She smiled again. "Do not worry, sir. She who was with him is an excellent healer. She will take care of him."Her smile threatened to dazzle his brain. The word "healer", however, had connotations he didn't care for. "Do you have a hospital here? He may need X-rays."One wrinkle on her perfect forehead indicated mild irritation.. Then, about mychest, close the back, turn it around, adjust the straps...and...It happened! I had boobs inside the cups of the bra! Just like that!I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. I wasn't. I removed the bra--more trouble than putting it on, because of my breasts--set it aside,and the boobs were gone.I tried it again and again. Put it on; the boobs appeared. Take itoff; the boobs disappeared. Then I thought of something: what else wastransformed...?I felt down between my legs. . I sit down next to him in the other visitor's chair. I turn it a little bit towards him and ask, "how are you?" "Feeling much better," he says. I cross my bare legs toward him slowly, and notice he is staring at them. "Good. You know how much I miss you when we don't get to see each other," I say with a smile on my face. "I miss you too," he admits as he finally looks up from my legs. I wonder if he realizes that I am about to push our friendship to a new level today. We have spent almost.