Master is…Master. You’ll come to know him soon. He’s taking care of everything. Don’t worry your head about anything.”“But who is Master?�...�� I persisted. Mom just smiled mysteriously and didn’t reply. This was really freaking me out. The day had started out weird and it was just getting weirder; a boner that wouldn’t go away, a strange voice in my head, my own mother seducing me and now she was telling me about acting under some unknown master’s will. I decided to try again.“Mom, something weird. I reached behind me, and, sure enough, my hair was all the way down to the top of my ass. That was impossible, as my hair had been barely past my shoulders when I went to sleep the night before. Heart pounding, I raced to my bathroom and looked at my reflection. My hair now flowed down my back like a black silken waterfall, the ends hovering just above my ass. My heart was pounding, and I forced myself to calm down. I had to think things through. How the hell could this have happened? It had. .Phir bat chit ki apko uske bare me bta du to uska nam jiya (name change). Fig (32-24-38)hai…Phir kya usse roj masti karta tha jb 12 me aaye to sath me hi pdhte the puri tution me sb jante the ki vo gf hai mere …..Ek din party sir ne di usme sb dance kar rhe the to use dance ke liye bulaya vo nhi aayi to ek dost ne bola vaise nhi aayegi uske bf ko bol mujhe bola bol gf ko bula me to srma gya use dekha to has kar srma gyi lekin kuch kha nhi..Vo aayi aur dance ki lekin vo bar bar mujhe dekh kar. I saw her nipples hardening. .Again she started pretending to be normal. She started scanning me with the machine. She managed to have a slight touch over my penis. She had a few more slight touches. Meanwhile i was staring at her nipples. As time went she started touching my penis harder. . . After 15 to 20 attempts she managed to place her hands on my dick. Touching my penis she gave a look at me, she found me looking at her cleavage. Now she had the confidence of proceeding. Now she tried to.