I asked for her breast. She did not deny. I started sucking.Suddenly I felt strange. Something was different. I saw mansi , her eyes were closed and t...ears were rolling. She opened here eyes , pulled me more and closed them. I started again. But did not feel right. I started looking and I was afraid at the sight. Mina aunty was straight away looking at us.The moment she saw me looking at her , she jumped in anger , pulled my hair, hit me with stick anywhere she could. I started crying. Mansi was. He switched places, putting his mouth on her other breast while he teased and pinched the one that was still wet from the attentions of his mouth. By now Laura was moaning loudly, and he was convinced she could come from him just sucking on her tits. But he had other plans. With a pop, he released her nipple and drew back. Laura stared at him, then her eyes narrowed with anger. “You teasing bastard,” she spat. He laughed. “What happened to ‘don’t touch me, you filthy man?’” he mimicked. . .let's see the rest." No, don't!" Still off-balance, I'm powerless to stop him. He pulls awaymy gown, revealing my swollen lower half. The shape is dramaticallyfeminine, and I know for a fact I'll not be able to walk like a man allevening. But that's not the worst part - the worst part is as I look downbetween my legs. "What have you done?!" De-masculised you." That's not too far from the truth. My smooth cock and balls haveshrunk...they look tiny!"It looks like...like..." Like you've gone. In this case, DV8, which is combined with some of the female hormones along with some of his great grandfather's brain chemistry formulas. Jack accidently ingested the untested DV8 and it turned him into a buxom teenage bimbo. As such he participated in a gangbang, sex with his unsuspecting son and a lesbian tryst with his willing daughter (see what you're missing by not reading the first one).Now a couple of weeks have past, Jack's narrative continues.Formula DV8 was remarkable, to change a.