Suddenly his hair, which was brown but now brightblonde, lengthened, grew over the ears, passed his neck, spilleddown past his shoulders, and all the ...way down to the small of hisback.Then his jeans started to change. The pants fused together, went up his legs, and changed the fabric until they became a pinkminiskirt that ended just a few inches below his hips. His boxersbecame lacy and shrunk into a pink thong. His t-shirt shrunk andbecame snug around his newly blossomed breast until it became. She was afraid I'd treat her like some Stepford wife and instead I worship her as a goddess of hearth and home. Tara is our sex goddess though.Everyone except Jack laughed and he scowled at all of us. "The Tradition," he spat. "What a stupid folly. Concubines are nothing! They are drones that didn't have the brains to score high enough to be considered people. They are cattle to be fucked and discarded when they are no longer exciting."I could feel the tension rise in the room as Tina tried to. "Do I please you?" She asked coyly, hoping that he would say yes. Jean delighted in the sheer risk of what she was about, felt excitement at the prospect of fucking this stranger in his hotel room; she was experiencing something akin to euphoria at the lack of remorse and willingness to become almost sluttish for this one time."Yes you please me Jean, very much. You look beautiful standing there. I knew you had great legs, I could see them in the park, but the rest of you is just fabulous; you. Debbie didn't know at the time but inside Ted wanted to scream about the man who was assaulting his wife but couldn't move. When the music ended the man pulled Debbie over to a corner of the bar where other men were standing.He pushed Debbie into the center of the group and said, "Say hello to my friends you little slut!"They all laughed as Debbie tried to push past them but she was unable to break free from the circle. Debbie felt a pair of arms surround her waist from behind. One of the men.