"Anya shuddered. "It sounds so..." Frightening? Terrifying? Horrible?" The girl laughed again. "Trust me... it is. Compared to all that, being changed... into a girl is kind of passe."Anya shook her head. "I still don't... what about your family?"The girl snorted. "They loved me, but they were tired of me. After I lost my wife, they had to take care of me. And they just got tired." She laughed ironically. "Can you blame them? Watching dear old dad lose his mind?" She looked down at her body.. Keep it,” He said as he turned to sit down.Oh man his ass looked nice as he walked away. I Slowly reached down and ran my finger up and down my slit through my shorts. A sensation of pleasure overwhelmed my body for a brief second. God I wanted to fuck him. I went to start the fryer for his french-fries when I figured out that it wasn’t working. Damn, now what am I supposed to do?I decided I should tell that sexy guy up front that I wouldn’t be able to give him fries. I walked out into. He cupped his hands over his stiff member and while profusely apologizing, he was reaching for the towel. He recovered his towel and began to back up towards the bedroom but I grabbed the towel and pulled it towards me. ‘Hang on, hang on,’ I said. ‘If you’re going to be a masseuse you can not let your subject get embarrassed or you lose your client. Come back here, stand there naked and know that it’s ok.’ I demanded as I pulled on the towel to get him back over to me which he slowly agreed.. The spray ofmilk squirting from each teat and jetting down into the collection traybeneath her never failed to have such an ecstatic reaction from her. Asthe sounds of those jets of milk reached her ears, as the sight of hermassive breasts being pulled and worked like the udders they'd become,as the scent of milk collecting there in the tray wafted up to hernostrils, and as the image of her Master working her breasts filled hereyes, Jennifer climaxed. Her own eyes fluttered and rolled back.