A meal was brought to us and we enjoyed it before we just laid back and went to sleep.The next morning we woke up, showered, and cleaned each other ou...t. I was real surprised that I was not sore. Karen said that is because we had not done any real kinky stuff like extreme toys.“That sounds like it might be fun Karen. I really don’t think I will be really stretched unless I wind up being at least a little sore. The big cocks were exciting but I have heard that some of them are big enough to push. We stop dancing and we go and sit down on a small couch in the corner of the club, there is hardly any space so you tell me to sit on your knee, by this time I’m horny as ever and my pussy is taking control of my mind, I sit down and then I feel your hand dart beneath my skirt, getting caught on my lacy tights beneath but not for long as you just rip a hole in them to get to the sweet spot you have been gagging for all night. I feel your fingers stroke up and down my wet pussy, rubbing against. Ohhhhh Julie take it, here it comes ohhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh baaaaaby so fucking gooooood sweetie ahhhhh. We lay there exhausted for a few minutes. I got up and cleaned up. Julie you need a wet washcloth or something?No, I am going to shower. Julie that was the best anal sex I ever had. I’ve never had muscle contraction suck my cock like that. She was silent. We fell asleep and I woke up about three hours later to find Julie sitting in the chair. Anything. My golden hair crashed in waves against my alabaster skin, my bee-stung lips formed an ecstatic 'O', my already feminine features had been surgically softened, accentuating my button nose and big doe eyes. I probably should have been alarmed to see myself so changed so drastically, so permanently, and in such a short period of time. But there was no fear in The White Room. And as long as I could stay there, I would never have to face the reality my reflection hinted at. I never wanted to wake.