He flinched slightly as he felt the point of the nails through her nipples poking his legs.She must have taken a liking to him because she wiggled her... way out of her pants and bent over in front on him. Her pussy was shaved smooth and she had her lips pierced. He dare not touch her, but he did enjoy the show. Her narrow ass swayed as she jerked on his dick. He thought he felt her tongue touch the head of his cock, but he couldn't see to know for sure.He could feel his orgasm coming and warned. It was a feeling that each vaguely recognized as sexual, like, yet at the same time very different from the arousal that they had known as men. But it was stronger now, taking its strength from the drive to acquire money that they no longer had. Neither realized it, but that displaced drive was a special part of the transformation intended by Madame Suzcha to torment them long after they left her that night.Candy suddenly had a serious thought, a bit of her former self struggling to survive in. When they were talking about gay marriage I was like why the hell would anyone wanna do that?”“Oh?”“Yeah! But my brother got married and they’re happy. No nagging. If I ever get divorced, I’m marrying a femboi,” he grinned.“That’s specific!”“Yeah! I know. I like feminine energy. I could never do it with someone that’s hairy and scruffy like my brother. But someone soft & girly. Why not?”“Someone like me,” Shawn batted his eyes.“Actually, yeah! Someone just like you,” Joe admitted. “It’s real. "Come over," she'd said to me. She spoke only quick, monotonous words, but the way she said them was utterly revealing of her true intent. "We'll have mangos."You see, on our first date in steamy July, we went to a restaurant near the shore. We didn't eat much, awaiting only our dessert. She'd asked me what I wanted and I'd looked at the menu. The first thing that caught my eye was the word `mango,' which is my favorite fruit and as I would later learn, hers as well. Mangos became a tradition.