Zuko couldn't believe his eyes or the situation that had befallen him.On her knees in front of him was a pathetic, senile woman, no younger than sixty..., tracing the cum veins on the underside of his cock with her tongue.'Fucking disgusting.'No matter what he told himself, his mind could not convince his eyes that his cock did not begin to harden on top of the witch-like face.His length stretched from under her chin to past her hairline, where his jizz began to dibble on her thin, grey. She hadn't known whata bastard he was before the change, but now kept getting a clear view ofit. Stuffing a cookie into her mouth, she wondered what ever happened tothose rings.She'd tried several times to go back to the shop in the mall and find theguy who sold those rings to her, but the shop wasn't there. She couldn'tfind a trace of it, and had eventually given up. When she'd last seen theold guy, he'd told her only the rings could fix things, but she'd stillheld onto some hopes. At. Having been worse than a nobody, an actual laughingstock, it was hard to believe that she would be viewed any differently.Julie had managed to be there for the sendoff. With her usual uncanny sense of what was bothering the girl, she took her aside from the sendoff and asked "Do you really care any more what those other kids think of you? Would more nasty comments hurt you any more? I think you have grown way beyond that. How many of the girls who used to make fun of you could have done what. She looked back and exclaimed, “Is that vegetable oil? And wait… Where did you get that huge cucumber?” “Yep, straight from the fridge. And you’ll see what I have in mind for the cucumber.” She gulped. The oil was cold and thick, perfect for anal lube. I just so happened to find the cucumber next to it. I popped open the bottle of vegetable oil and lubed up my index finger, then slowly slid it up my stepmom’s ready asshole. It was smooth and slick, the kind of butt that simply stayed clean, no.