..me. I knewthat it was Chris, and that he had morphed into me. I was seeingthrough his eyes, even as I felt the surge of power and information andin...structions flowing into my body. I needed to fight this, but Ididn't begin to know how. I was merely a spectator in this body. Icouldn't do any more to direct it than an airline passenger could do tofly a plane."Hey baby, I'm reaaaaady!" came Claire's voice from the bedroom. Chrisopened the door and went in. She was dressed in that flimsy. John fell to his knees. "Please! Please Dave!"John's hand reached up to his left breast, massaging and pinching anipple that had poked out through the cut in the side of the shirt. Hemoaned and thrashed on the ground, the long nails of his other handdigging into the carpet beside him. Black fur dotted the man's checksin small patches and Craig watched as the man's ears reformed and grewout.Dave watched both of them and then turned back to John. "Nah, man.It's good. Ride it out."A final. Grigor got half hard very quickly and this became the cue for the other girls to react. Fortunately I had one of the guys close to me so I reached out and grabbed him dragging his crutch towards my mouth. As I did so I fished out his cock and pushed his undies over his bum and they dropped to the floor. Another considerable weapon presented itself and I’d had enough Champers by now to throw caution to the wind. Not that I had ever needed any urging to put a cock like that in my mouth when so. " she said as she dangled my, or now her car and door keys. "You can polish my boots before I go."I kneeedl before her, polishing her knee length black shiny boots. She told me that I would catch a bus tomorrow over to her new home and serve her there. When I had finished cleaning her boots she took me into the little bedroom at the back of the dingy basement flat. This was to be my room. It was no more than 6?x 8?. A small single bed and a wardrobe was all the furniture that was in the room..