She was in fact a horny teen submissive and had wanted to fuck me ever since I arrived at school. She told me about how her little brother had found h...er masturbating to my picture and start blackmailing her. She told me how he told her to give me up skirts and wear those tiny little panties and eventually to wear none. He then moved on to using butt plugs and remote control vibraters pressing at random times of the day. She told me that he had ordered her to let me fuck her or that he would. "Now go! There's less than an hour left before I have to call your father."Caitlin scooted, closing the door firmly behind her. Neither of us would know until later that she sat down on the steps and stayed there the whole time her mother and I talked.And talk is all we did. By then Hannah already knew she couldn't change Caitlin's mind, and she was smart enough to know that if she changed mine, her daughter would never forgive her. Still, that didn't mean she was happy about things."Bastard,". No need to untie the shoes - they slip easily off my hairy feet.I thrash among the leaves and pine needles as the rest of the change takes place. Bones, sinew, and muscle are not intended to be distorted this way, and the chemicals my body produces to keep from tearing itself apart do little to reduce the torture of the reshaping.My involuntary screams of agony have now changed to growls and yips as the final changes occur. The headache, the awful grinding, stretching, almost tearing as my head. As I scooted closer to the table I pulled the table cloth up a little. As soon as I did this I felt a had on my crotch undoing my zipper. I thought Oh crap my wife is sitting at the same table I can't do this. I immediately texted back to stop I can't do this my wife is right here. By this time my cock was out of my pants and in a wet mouth. One of the best blow jobs I had ever gotten was happening at a table with my wife and another couple sitting right there. I sat there enjoying it.