"I would not leave a lovely woman unless fate conspired against me. I am out of funds. I have no more food or way of getting more. I'm afraid that you...r heroic attempt at bringing me back to life have been futile as I must die soon from lack of sustenance. I'm sorry, my dear, but fate has called up my number."She pushed against my shoulders, sitting up. I nearly fell into her deep blue eyes. "That is no reason to die. Buried beneath the hay barn are several chests holding many dollar bills. They. It kind of made sense. She had the ability to control her breasts, so why not her genitals? It took me a full year to get that wish.But once again, I hadn't fully considered what the wish would get me. Romana may have had the ability to have a cock or a pussy at will, but she considered herself a woman, so she would only give herself a cock if I asked (I practically had to beg), and when she did give herself one, she got on me, it did her business, and finished up as fast as possible. Y'know,. No other clothes and send me some pictures.” Sounds like a good start to me. So I stripped and put on the g-string. It didn’t cover anything and was real tight riding right up my ass. I took the picture and sent it to her. She quickly replied asking where the rest of the pictures were. “Pictures of what?” I asked her fearing the response. “Show me how it fits all the way around.” Damn, I wasn’t expecting that. Instead of snapping a bunch of pictures I decided to just make a video with a real. Jeans and a t-shirt or a button up striped long sleeve shirt with khaki pants and a hoodie, I decided to wear jeans with my long sleeve black t-shirt with rainbow stripes on the sleeve reading “Gay pride bitches” in white, then wearing my zipped up dark purple hoodie; All of which for laughs. I then walked downstairs, into the kitchen grabbing a v8, then walked outside and closed the door. Chris was standing there waiting for me at the end of my driveway, wearing a blue plaid button up shirt.