"Damn!!" Startled, Dave woke from his nap upon hearing the voice of Dr.Thomas controlled by Sandra swear. He rubbed his eyes, then lookedaround. Tommy..., in Sandra's body was still on his Dad's lap, but hislong-haired head had fallen to his Mom's lap. Fast asleep, he had oneof Sandra's thumbs stuck firmly in between those full female lips.Misty had gone into the den with the once-simian Doris, watching thetelevision. Dave gave a smirk when he saw Doris, in Rachel's bodyeating one banana, while. My head ached and when they gave me aspirin, I gulped it downgratefully. I hoped I had the right to be re-imaged and sent home. WhatI didn't know was if I would be me: the happy, sexy, vivacious girl onher continental holiday, or me: the contented married father onbusiness. Or me: some other combination of disorientation, anger,emotional wreckage -- the miserable, tearful girl in the man's body.The SleepShuttle people made me call my wife. They insisted she was mywife, as absurd as that could. But when I climbed into bed and tried to pull the sheets down, she held them firm. "Aw, come on. I wanna see you." There is nothing to see. I don't have a nightgown with me." That's what I want to see!" Peter! No!" she blushed. "You're too much." I'll behave." I tugged at the blankets. "I'll only kiss you a little bit." No!" Ok, you can kiss me a little bit." I flung the sheets off myself and yanked off my boxers. "I hate sleeping in those things anyway." Peter!" Maria covered her eyes. "Stop. He pussy looks enticing and now I had a ranging hard on in my pants. She finally kicks the panties off and turns to face me. She, even at 13 years of age has a dark covering of red thick hair on her pussy and groin area. She straddles me and takes my right hand. She places my hand on her mound and I rub her up and down. I look into her eyes; she smiles at me, and then closes her eyes to savor her brother’s touch. She sits down onto the floor and removes my socks and shoes for me. My little.