I started screaming Oh My Gawd Mom Don’t Stop, as was Sandy too. I thought how fucken wonderful I feel and my pussy felt like it was about to do som...ething. As Mom was playing with my clit and sucking my nipples, I knew what was about to happen I was going to really cumm. I screamed Mom I’m Cumming and gawd did I ever it was the longest cumm I ever had. Mom slowed down the paste on my pussy. Mom said how was it honey as she kissed me I threw my arms around her and kiss her as dirty as I could. Wondering what the hell was going on. Ryan came in, without knocking, as usual, and sat down, univited, on my bed. I looked at him. "What do you want? I'm sick of you and dad. Get out!" I stood up and started trying to pull him off my bed, without any sucess. Too bad he was an athlete, I would have pounded him to death. "What do you want? Oh and make it quick! I have packing to do." I said, turning my back away from him as i pulled out my pink suitcase from under my bed, hitting his foot with. But as she began my transformation I got upset all over again. There was a bra with bigger falsies than usual, and a short-sleeved blouse that tied under my 'boobs'. The stockings were patterned with spiderwebs. Tarla decided that it would be silly to call me by my male name, Kenny, so instead I would be addressed as Kissy. To my dismay, she said that I wouldn't have on any panties. She wanted my hairless crotch and tiny dick shown off. There was even a dark elastic band that I had to put. Communications with Io were intermittent. She told me that the hit was ordered by an organization named 5225 in Manassas, VA. There seemed to be little else she could tell me. Most of their activity was centered around trying to get to terrorists, and they were singularly unsuccessful at it. The FBI and Homeland Security got there first. So what did they want with me? Io sent me a copy of the email they'd sent out, and I couldn't even call it a hit any more. I was to be 'acquired.' She said she.