Walking past the kitchen, he noticed the dishes were still in the sink and he was grateful. He forgot to tell her he wanted to take a quick shower af...ter splitting the wood and wanted to have a little bit of hot water left.His sweatshirt was not on the freshly made bed when he walked in the bedroom, so, thinking she had hung it in the closet, he turned the corner and saw her standing on her tiptoes, holding their small suitcase above her head. He found his sweatshirt. He was very pleased to. " Rebecca finally said. "It just won't work."I released the pressure on the pump, and set it back on the coffee table but I maintained my soft massage of her boob. I just couldn't bring myself to let go of her succulent tit-flesh. To my surprise, Rebecca didn't ask me to stop.It took me several moments to work up the courage, but finally with a deep breath I said, "What you need is a baby!" Yes, I know," Rebecca said. "But unfortunately, I won't have one for another month." Well, I could help. It was home. All I could say was “Tiffany.” The change came faster than I remember, but as it took place I was in heaven. Where first it scared me, now it felt right. The only problem were the changes that were taking place. My chest was expanding to a degree I had not anticipated. My hips seemed to explode outward. My ass felt like a weight pulling me down. When I finally escaped the machine and found myself in the closet, with the light falling on my new body, what I felt in the darkness came. Suddenly he reached forward and grabbed the back of my head. “Open your mouth bitch” he almost shouted before pulling my head forward. His huge nut sack slipped into my mouth and my nose was buried in his thick musky pubic hair. His semi but rapidly hardening cock pressed up against my eye. “Now suck slut!” I started sucking on his balls taking them deep into my mouth. Using my tongue to swirl them around. “That’s it bitch, you like that don’t you, you pathetic ball licking slut.” I was.