Abruptly, feeling began returning to Lance's body. But even after thestrange tingling had finally ceased, Lance still felt very peculiar.There was now... an odd new weight hanging from his chest and, as hemoved his head, his hair casually swished across his shoulders. As alock of his hair fell across his eyes, its redness surprised Lance,although not nearly as much as the daintiness of the hand he witnessedcasually sweeping his new red locks away from the front of his face.Lance looked back at the. "Oh, Mr. Marcus, so good of you to volunteer," greeted Mrs. Blanton, organizer of the event and mother of Marci, one of my daughter's close friends. Her curly hair was a bad shade of orange. "You can dress over in Mr. Bunny's Hutch."She pointed to a small building over on the side of the clearing where the kids were searching for goodies. I noticing that there were several Bunny helpers, also in costume. They were all females, wearing very short skirts that stuck out almost horizontally from. As Jacob started positioning my legs on his shoulders, he muttered "To get initiated all bitches have to go missionary." He stated to lean forward and push my legs towards my head causing my ass to be lifted off the ground. He then guided his dick back into my ass. I started moaning immediately as Jacob continue to tell me I was all his for now on. As his dick pushes inside me I have to close my eyes for minute due the amount pleasure and pain going through my body. As Jacob got his pubic hairs. Evidently she was trying to sell drugs, none of which she actually had on her person. I heard her promise people cocaine, acid and e with an almost panicked demeanour, and again I felt a protective surge. As I got closer she obviously mistook me for someone she had made such a promise to earlier, yelling at me, “Hold on! I just need to make a few calls, I’ll get it for you.” I opened my mouth to explain but she was already on the phone, explaining to someone why it just wasn’t good enough that.