She's starin' at yo' snatch, ain't she?" I felt my face turning red. "I think the bitch's turned on, seein' a real pussy." He turned to me. "Ain't you..., bitch? Ain't you turned on seein' a real pussy? Show her yo' pussy, bitch." I pulled the tight dress up around my waist and pulled down my panties, showed her my cleanly shaven cunt. She spat on the floor. "You look like a fuckin' baby with that no-hair thing." She spit again, this time it spattered across my shoe.I heard someone knock on the. She was awolf hybrid, but her changes were minimal. She had only a furry tail andsharp fangs on her mouth. Ariel was their chef and was a peacock hybrid.Her changes were more pronounced. She had peacock feet, her body wascovered in brownish feathers and she had a small feather tail. Finally,there was their gardener, Julio, who kept the gardens and took care ofgeneral maintenance on the house. All employees were discrete and almostinvisible.Ariel served their lunch and went back to the. I did manage to stay on my elbows, holding most of my weight off her.Still gasping, she uttered, in muffled words, “Let all your weight go on top of me. I want to feel all of you. Don’t pull out.”I let myself down and she whispered, “Oh yes, damn, I love you so much.”As I rolled off her, pulling out as I did, I told her, “I love you too, you wonderful, beautiful woman.”We both lay there, me on my back and her face down, for several minutes before she turned over and I rolled to face her. Her. Inside is a gorgeous woman with the silkiest black hair one can have. Emma peers through the window, smiling wide. She likes her brown hair, but that black silky hair is absolutely perfect. A bonus is she can get a little practice in before tonight. Since she has never been with a woman before, now is the best time to do so, that way she doesn’t look like a fool in front of the girl she has been picking on.Emma swings open the door and stomps in. The woman stands up surprised at the intrusion.