Ellenwas standing nearby to catch him and laid him back on the bed.She got his clothes off and laid him on the bed on top of the covers.While he was s...ound asleep, Ellen got a head start on the next day'stransformation and gave her husband a pedicure and a manicure. It took alot longer than she had expected because his nails had been neglected formonths. By the time she was finished, she had his fingers and toes ingreat shape and glistening with clear polish. George was out cold and sherolled. Long from snout to tail tip. His razor sharp claws and fangs had saved her life many a time, as her arrows and dagger had saved his. She was jolted out of her thoughts when Bartholomew said abruptly, ‘It’s open. Let’s get going before someone notices we’re breaking in.’ Sashia was the one who opened the door and the first one who stepped into the dimly lit hallway that was revealed, though Hazel quickly followed her along with Redfang. The long hallway was only barely lit by some kind of magic. So she requested that I get facedown on the bed while she changes. I admit i badley wanted to peek but had self control. Sge changed into a long t-shirt and sat at the edge of the bed, facing me as I stoodone or two inches infront of her as I faced her. She then said it was my turn and she would put a sweater over her eyes while i chnaged. I didn't move from my spot. I don't know what got over me but i got really turned one and preceded to only slip down my pants and expose my fully erect cock. Better hold on tight though, because she’ll buck you off faster than a Brahma bull. Oh, yeah, I do Robin on Wednesdays—hump day. Thursday is the high point of my week. That's when I get to spend an hour or more with Brittany, a twenty-something trailer-park type with big hair and a dynamite body. I've never seen her in anything but Spandex outfits. She's shacked up with a computer geek who's on the road a lot, and she's always horny. Always. I hit Brittany's duplex around nine and some mornings.