Would Ellie then see me for who I really was, and be overcome with revulsion?And how, exactly, would the transformation happen? Would it be instantane...ous? Even if there were no transformation, would The Truth still be enough to destroy Ellie's ideal, and to leave us as just another pair of twenty-somethings, with little in common other than the bloom of youth?Telling the truth, then, was just still-another fearsome option.Nevertheless, more and more, it began to appear to me to be the only. I felt ashamed as I came again and again while spying on my mom and the three boys, but I couldn’t help it. It felt like my kitty had taken control of my body, commanded it to keep rubbing her little nubbin. Only after five or six more orgasms, my body could rub no longer and did she have enough.I was pulled back to reality by my brother, who announced he was about to blow his load, followed by Josh.“Hold on boys, I’m almost there! I want to feel you squirt while I cum too! Just a few… more…. Everything had to be perfect though or there wasn't any point in going at all. The entire "in crowd" was going to be there, including the hunky boy she had her eye on just now, and it would be social suicide if she were anything less than a goddess when she walked in the door.She had picked out a black cat costume to wear which included some very high heels, a black body suit with a tail attached to the butt that hung all the way down to her ankles, and that annoying headpiece with the cat. ." the mom curiously said. "Well, you ready, Mia?" "All set, Mom," the brunette teen responded before standing up and walking over to place her bowl inside the dishwasher. Greg watched his daughter follow his wife towards the door, finally allowing him time to regroup and collect himself. But Mia suddenly stopped. She had a big grin on her face as she slowly walked over to her dad's chair. "Have a good day at work," she announced in a voice audible to her mother. She then leaned in closer and.