Something was happening. We didn't have a clue, of course. As an experiment, we decided to go there after every game. If I kept growing, we would have... to stop. I didn't want to be a freak, and we didn't know if there might be any other side-effects that we hadn't noticed. We also agreed not to tell the folks about the strange things that seemed to happen there. They kept trying to tie in the 'animal thing' to what went on there, but I didn't see any possible connection.I got more confused at. She helped me to my feet, those shoes hurt! In the mirror was atall, but sexy woman dressed as a maid. I couldn't believe it, I lookedtotally female. I felt my cock stir and pump erect in the confines of mypanties, under better circumstances this could have been fun. For thefirst time since I was stuck in this mess I felt some hope, the chancesof me meeting anyone at the dinner party I knew were virtually nil. Buteven if I did they wouldn't recognise me. If I kept my cool I'd get outof this. "Uh, thanks for coming to get me. I'm sorry I don't have a car of my own..." I always felt this urge to apologize when I was nervous."No problem. I like getting out of the house once in awhile," he shrugged. "So tell me about yourself, girl." Well..." I figured I oughta start with my name, since proper introductions hadn't come up yet. "My name is Rachael and..." Rachael, huh?" He chuckled. "No need for any of that. I'll be calling you 'girl' or maybe 'bitch' from now on, depending on. Raat bhar dono dhang se so hi nahi paye.Agle din meine uske saamne laptop pe jhutte hi khojte hue ek english ka page nikal ke kaha, ismein likha hai, ki peshab ke raste mein agar paani aane lage, nipple chuste samay toh samjho ilaz sahi ho raha hai, boli haan aisa hua hai, tab toh peshab ke raste mein se khujana hoga, aur usko ek bhindi di taki wo khujaye, aur chupke se video bana liya jab wo nangi ho ke bhindi ander bahar kar rahi thi.Thak kar boli mujhse nahi hota tum help karo naa plz, mein.