I was like a starving man at a feast.Her hips were rocking as I sucked her tits. She pulled my head tighter and tighter against her. I loved hearing her moans. They were so erotic. I wanted to continue to please her in any way I could. I wanted to hear her moans of pleasure.She slid her skirt off. I saw she was wearing red panties. They had a wet spot by her pussy. She took my hands in hers and helped me slide them off of her. My hands shook as I saw her moist pussy appear before my eyes.I had seen pictures of a nude woman before many times. But to see it for real was very arousing. The moisture on it glistened in the light. As she moved I could see her pussy lips parting slightly. My first instinct was to touch it.My hand was trembling as I lowered it between her legs. She noticed this and took my hand in hers once again. With a gentle slow motion she placed my hand on her warm pussy. I thought I would cum when I felt how moist and smooth it felt.I was hesitant as to what I should. ”At this Sakura gaped in utter shock, and sounding awed, she asked, “Just how powerful is he?”“Very,” Alyssa replied simply. She paused, and added, “We’re kind of skipping to the end of the story though. Let me guide you through it, and I promise it’ll make more sense.”When she received a tentative nod, Alyssa pressed a few buttons on the remote, and the projectors in the room generated the image of two girls. Both were blondes with piercing Cerulean eyes, but beyond that, there were very few similarities between the five-foot-nine statuesque beauty, and the emaciated five-foot-two waif.“Who’s the smaller girl?” Sakura asked, staring at the images with a sympathetic expression on her face.“They’re both me. One image was taken several months ago, before I joined John, and the other was after he’d given me the Gift,” Alyssa explained carefully.After all the incredible things she’d already witnessed, Sakura barely reacted to this astonishing transformation, and she immediately asked,.
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