After the girls’ abject failure in fending for themselves in the Buggery countryside, the Sodomite pilgrims were the perfect companions. Neverthele...ss, association with the pilgrims came with a price, but not, thankfully, one which involved self-mutilation: at least not on the gross level that the Sodomite pilgrims had undergone. All the pilgrims had had their tongues removed, and the third finger of the left hand mostly removed or cut off. One girl had her left hand cut off at the wrist, but. If I was gonna do this, I was gonna do it right. This time, though, I didn't stir my drink; I just drank it, put the toothpick inside, and set it on the kitchen counter. When I opened my eyes I was looking straight at the woman in the picture. Again I felt a shock and I knew I was starting to change. I started shrinking first, and my body fat started to disappear. I could feel my hair growing down past my shoulders as my body hair diminished. My hands became thin and my fingernails grew. My. Just for the kinkiness of it I took off my skirt and replaced it with a leather mini skirt. Slipping it up my stockinged legs. My next mission was to look at Steve’s computer. I soon got past his password which surprise, surprise was leather. I looked in his documents folder and found scores of pictures of older women in leather and other fetish outfits. I then found another folder which had pictures of dominant women too. Now I looked in his internet, praying that he did not clear his history.. He removed his hand from my mouth and kissed me.I was wet from the shower water and my wonderful juices. I said , “But your my brother…” he replied “That’s what makes it so much more fun and sexy , look at you let me make you feel like a woman…..” and he started licking my vagina. I moaned with ecstasy and enjoyed it. Knowing I also hadn’t made love in over a year I enjoyed the sex and forgot he was my brother.I shifted and took his gender into my mouth and made him moan. He was big and somehow.