What my ladies did to each other after that I wasn’t conscious to know how their night ended.I was allowed to sleep until I woke up near eleven the ...next morning. I was allowed to wear blue jeans and a dress shirt and gym shoes, I was happy that today was casual dress day, and was given a treat for breakfast, Cap’n Crunch cereal among the many different boxes of cereal, with a few gallons of store bought milk. Carmanza enjoys cooking and doesn’t want us eating cold cereal often, but as she will. A bloodied, headless farmer greeted guests slumped over on top of his rusted-out tractor by the front gate. A slight breeze scattered dead leafs around as she pulled into the nearly empty dirt parking lot. Good, it wasn?t going to be crowded like all the other ones; crowds tended to lessen the scare effect. The dirt parking lot was not very easy to walk on in high heels, but she managed to make it to the old, cracked sidewalk and up the worn porch stairs. There was an old mailbox with. . The next morning, I woke up as Allan for the last time. I took off my nightgown and packed it in the suitcase that aunty had packed the previous day. I then went to the bathroom and sat down to pee, I was now getting used to it and seldom stood in front of the toilet unthinkingly any more. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I put on my panties and bra, is it just my idea or are my breasts growing yet faster? As I stood in my bra and panties, auntie came in and told me to. I machine gun fucked her and she responded by going "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah" sounding like a machine gun herself, adding the sound to my machine gun fucking. Then I went crazy. I started growling and snarling without even realising and then I lost it - I growled, snarled, barked, and finally HOWLED like a demented wolf. Gracie responded by squealing even louder, like a terrified little fat pig, about to be eaten alive by a huge, savage Direwolf.When I stopped howling and carrying on, we both settled.