I wanted to cry, to scream out to my Master, to my Lord, for help. I was at this man's mercy. This man who could easily be my Master, or my Lord. No. ...I didn't recognize the voice. Oh, God... It was a neighbour. I didn't know many neighbours, but had a feeling I'd never met this one before.I cried out against his cock, my voice sounding muffled, choked, as his cock slid in and out of my throat. I didn't dare bite. Or did I? I felt the panic rise in me, wondering again if my owners knew what this. I'd had my look now and I was anxious I wouldn't be able tochange back to myself. I'd had enough of this. I wanted to go back.I gripped the ring then paused and got one more look at myself in themirror. The rugged lumberjack looked back at me with incredulity andwonder.Just for a second I focused on the ladder and paint through thereflection beyond me. I wondered if... Imagine how much easier it would beto do that as a man...But no. I'd had enough. More than enough. This was too weird. I wanted. I even slid my fingers on her pussy lips and pinched it a couple of times. We parked our car and started kissing in the elevator, forget the CCTV cameras.I carried her through the corridor to my home. As soon as we entered we ripped each other’s clothes and started kissing. It was pure lust and nothing else. We were naked. She was playing with my rod. I was roughing up her nipples while we kissed. I kissed her neck for some time and moved to her boobs.They were not huge but big enough to pass. Taking a deep, three-part breath I stirred against the thick grass and closed my eyes, trying to relax, trying not to think. The leaves of the birch tree above stirred faintly in a soft summer breeze.Fingertips traced over my chest, my ribs. Trickled down to my hips. And gently wrapped around my cock.My eyes started open. Muscles tensing, I almost sat up with a gasp. Mother —Shhh. Relax. Lie back. She began to stroke slowly, gently. I was already quivering.This thing has been waving around.