She had always been proud of her figure.“Do you wear anything underneath it?” Jennie couldn’t tell if Danielle was wearing a thong or something ...else under it.“Oh no.” Danielle reached down and pulled the snug skirt up over her bubble butt, making her cheeks bounce as they popped out from the tight skirt.“I don’t wear anything underneath,” Danielle smiled as she showed off her bare butt and pussy."I want a brotha to be able to come up to me and just shove his big black cock inside my pussy,". She carefully slipped into the crystal clear water, watching for sharp rocks which were easily spotted.When she located a flat spot, she soaped up her body, enjoying the contrast between the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the water. When she was completely lathered, she dove into the water and swam around, rinsing the soap from her body. She stood up on a rock where the water was waist deep. She had that strange feeling that someone was watching her and turned to see the two guys sitting. She went in and said that she would not be long. I told her to take her time-I'll be waiting and I don't want her to rush her transformation. While I waited for her, I slipped out of my clothes and softly stroked my thick black cock while lounging on the bed.I heard the light switch in the bathroom click off and then the door opened and the transformation was stunning! She was adorned in a sheer deep blue nightgown with a matchnig thong. She also wore sheer black thigh high nylons and a hot. ‘Baby.’ Brighde says to Rose, pointing. ‘Now?’ the woman asks, and Brighde nods. She brings around a chair with large wheels on each side, and has me sit in it. As she wheels me up a corridor, Brighde follows behind, pulling our trunk. She is sweating, as am I, big drops on her brow. I feel tired and weak, but I am in labor, and I am sure that is what it is from. Surely we are not sick, too. It does not take long before we are in a big room with curtains separating one bed from another. Some.