It’s so unfair. I’ve got nothing against Wendy – I like her a lot – but it’s her or me.’ I needed to stop this before it went any further.... ‘Then it’s her,’ I said firmly. I expected anger or tears, but instead her mood seemed to soften. ‘Puir darling James,’ she said feelingly, her Scottish accent asserting itself, ‘I knew you’d say that. You’re such a guid and lovely man and Wendy’s your wife. It’s only right and proper that you’d stand by her. And I know this must be terribly sudden for you,. ******** Chapter 15 ******** ‘Fuck me. Fuck me NOW,’ she said. I opened my pants and pulled out my hard prick. Wendy sat up and leaned against the back of the bench. I got between her thighs, grabbed the seat back for leverage and thrust into her like a jackhammer. The seat started creaking and the vehicle swayed violently. ‘Fuck me harder. Fuck me HARD,’ she grunted. She was so wet that I could feel her juices running down my thighs. I unclasped her bra and freed her big tits. Her pony. The mages had been training – there were now a handful with the ability to shape-change into a bird – but that didn’t negate the need for horseback messengers, especially when it came to communications with the Chantry, who none of the Dalish mages would approach after a first, awkward confrontation that barely avoided bloodshed.All of that meant that she was cold, wet, and exhausted; she’d been riding from dawn until dusk day after day, with no semi-permanent base – so unlike the rest of her. The numbers over their heads bumped up to "83" as they began to move. As Larry and Rick looked down at their new bodies trying to understand what had happened, the numbers faded to nothingness."What the hell happened to us," Rick said. He started at the sound of his sexy new, little girl voice."More important," Larry said. "How the hell do we change back."Bret started to answer. Then the room began to spin. He felt himself fall back onto the couch as everything got dark.*****"Bren,.