"Leanback," she said as she pushed me down. She straddled me and startedkissing me. Her hands rubbed my chest and dashed now and then to my groin.My d...ick was growing and desperately struggling to get out of my underwear.She sensed; she yanked of my shirt and started unbuckling my pants.I began unbuttoning her shirt; it came off. I began unhooking her bra; itcame off. I began taking off her pants; they came off. I was already downto my underwear. My dick popped his head out the top. I thumbed. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, and looked to be preparing the menus for the week. I gave her a smile and a wave, which she ruefully gave back to me, and then I headed into the office next door.The first thing I saw was that the tray from the fax machine had hit the floor again. It was poorly designed; some of the hooks that held it in place were just plastic, and one had broken off on the right side. It still worked, mostly, but it was easy to knock loose. I'd meant to get Henri to. It smelled much like a suckling pig on a spit. This time the aroma made the bile rise to burn the back of her throat. She could not tear her eyes from the open bloody gash between the Prince's legs. "Heavens preserve us!" she muttered as the raw meat began to shift and change. "Lips?" she gasped. "He, he's growing a, a vagina?" Of course!" Amanda applauded herself. "Did you think I was some simple butcher? Behold my masterwork!"The form was more distinct now. The raw bloody look was fading as. "OWW" She shrieked as I kissed her neck, but she was laughing and I slid my arms around her waist,"Mmm" She said without even turning round, "I don't know who you are, but if you stop, I'll kill you"I didn't stop, I ran my hands up beneath her tee shirt and over her breasts, her nipples were hard, like little pebbles under my palms and she moaned softly as she turned her face to mine."I was hoping that you'd be all right with it" she said softly, "I was worried"I just smiled at her and dropped.