I was quite apprehensive as I pulled on my shorts and went downstairs, but when I entered the kitchen, I knew my apprehension was misplaced She was st...anding at the ironing board wearing a pair of shorts (and I mean shorts) with just a tee shirt, and she was singing along to a Walkman plugged into each ear.I laughed as I watched her, she wasn't just ironing, she was dancing with the bloody iron like a pianist at the piano, raising her hand up and swooping down to sweep over my shirt. Her feet. The three of us then alone and private. I had closed the barn door. The barn was so wonderfully aromatic with all the new feed and I inhaled deeply and continued my stroking. Wondering if the workmen would have stroked my cunt before fucking me. My dog loved attention as did my donkey. And, if I can reveal one of my dearest secrets…can I?…I guess I will if you promise not to tell:My secret is this. I had long ago discovered my own sexuality and my sexiness with animals. I was fascinated. Noo, not Mr. Hard; he's been too good to me,noo..."--Too bad.His penis got smaller and smaller, then rolled inside of itself andcontracted, forever expanding into his now round woman belly. His balls resized and tightened, becoming twin sets of labia, just like a tightvirgin's pussy would be. He felt all of his organs rearrange into a setof ovaries, a uterus, and a cervix. He could get pregnant. His hipsalso cracked, and then started to expand outward. His ass also startedto expand, as he could. The tall one then lent toward her ear, said something and Dee replied similarly. They chatted closely for a few minutes and whilst they did the tall woman reached down to Dee’s bottom and gently stroked it. I nearly came in my jeans. She then whispered something to Dee and broke away from the milf and walked back to the ladies bathroom. Dee followed, briefly turning to me, pursed her lips and gave me a little wave. Then they disappeared through the door and the milf returned to the bar. Was I.