I was naked, almost, and a strange man was taking in every inch of me, delighting in my exhibitionism, which was so foreign to me, yet made me feel so... powerful, like a goddess.I didn't feel shy and want to cover up as I had imagined I would. Usually, I would be runing for cover. Instead, I felt proud in my nakedness. It was liberating. I yearned to take it further-- to show more. I wanted to be ravished by his eyes. I enjoyed the attention way too much. I wanted to turn around, pull my undies. However, this second change gave him hope that it wasn't permanent. If they could change a second time, they might be able to change yet again. After a short talk, they decided to call each other by the body's names, thinking that would stop some of the confusion, and wouldn't look as strange if anyone outside the family should happen to hear them talking. Reluctantly, Nancy went to work as Dan, hoping that everyone else would be all right at home. She didn't want Dan to lose his job,. We had gotten a toy that was about the size of my pinky finger, so while I was way she might be able to blow off some steam. She positioned the slick goopy dildo into place at my starfish and swirled it around after she turned it on. The wet buzzing caused an immediate steely hard on. With her gooey slick hand gripping my ass, she carefully maneuvered me onto my back. She started stroking me lightly, trying not to trip my hair trigger. At the same time she pushed a little more with the vibe and. Her muffled chuckle tells me it’s a well-worn sentiment, her warm smile says it’s not one she’ll tire of any time soon. I am ashamed of the quick hit of envy that runs through me, as I survey the ease and love between them. These are good deserving people. Years of shared struggle have pumiced them to this soft oneness. The past seven months — the greatest joint hardship they’re ever likely to face — a testament to their union of strength, resilience, and devotion. This heart — the new one, now.