She chatted away happily as she drove; there had been a school trip to Stratford to see 'As You Like It' the previous week, and she had really enjoyed... the whole experience. I had seen the Royal Shakespeare Company performing the previous year, and had also been amazed at how well they brought the old language to life.She was still full of the Pink Floyd concert, and thanked me again for inviting her. She had thoroughly enjoyed staying with us, and had really clicked with Julie. I was delighted,. With your off-world looks you will be verydesirable as a slave for some wealthy and powerful family. Sorry Clarissabut it has to be this way. I'm sure you will do well collectinginformation for Mission Control. It's only for a few months then MissionControl will pull your mind back to Earth."That was easy for him to say. I was the one losing my identity as a manand becoming a female slave. I now actually enjoyed and looked forward tohaving sex as a woman. What would I be like after slave. She found her feminine button at once and began to tease herself until she was cumming violently on her bed sheet.Miranda was peering from beneath her long black hair that was spread across her face. She watched Stephanie with lust and wanting, her breathing ragged and shallow. Stephanie must be hers, she had to have her sister. As soon as her sister came Miranda got up and slowly walked towards the tightened trembling body of her twin. She sat down on the bed and cleared her throat.Stephanie's. But slowly, so she wouldn't see, I would move my backside over his cock. I knew it was a dangerous game, that's what made it so much fun. Behind my blue eyes lurked a lustful teenager, who would love to have as many hard cocks in her as she could possible get. Not that the guys around here noticed, mostly because my mother wouldn't allow me to dress in anything remotely sexy, no short skirts to show off my long slim legs, no tight tops to empathises my pert tits.Going outside for a smoke,".