If Cindy were awake she’d feel his throbbing rock hard cock pressed against one of her cheeks. Her body responds anyway as Cindy begins to get wet.... Rick gently rolls Cindy on her stomach and lifts the oversized t-shirt she is sleeping in over her ass. Rick slowly caress her cheeks to see if this wakes her. With Cindy still breathing deep, Rick pushes ahead. He caress the backs of her thighs and Cindy exhales loudly.Rick brings his hands all the way up Cindy’s thighs and discovers just how. My ass. My mouth. All wanted to be filled with cock.That is just what I got.When the human and dog mix had finished seven dogs were brought in and one after another buried their bone into me. Some went into my puss and others in my ass. I didn’t care where, just as there was a cock thrusting away inside me, spurting cum, knotting me.Even the pain as each dog banged furiously away was dulled by whatever was in the liquid that I drank.My memory of the events leading up to final blood moon is. In any event, they all enjoy being beautiful busty young women now.Of course, they simply don't remember being anyone or anything else.But why should they?As far as the world - aside from a few reality readjustors and theirsupervisors - is concerned they never were anyone or anything else.Only a couple score people really know anything otherwise.Personally, I think it would be better if no one remembered them beinganyone or anything else. It would be less confusing. But then, therewouldn't be. That's because all we knew how to be were guys. Winnie will have the easiest time adjusting, because she's the youngest, and is just a kid. It's like becoming blind or deaf, or some other handicap; they're the ones that best learn to live with it the best." {While giving her dissertation, her breasts moved into more of her bra as she leaned forward.}Dad said, "'Handicap'? You view being female as a handicap?" {He could now look beyond her bust and makeup.}Tammy said, "Sure. But we can get into.