The train was late. Very late. But as the passengers finally piled in, Bryan got more and more concerned. It was one of those days. He didn't get away from the office like he wanted and now, as twilight settled in, his family curse was looming. He could already feel the tingling sensations as he grabbed a seat. Urges from within, pushing to get out. Simmering beneath, as he remained in control for most of the journey. The train moved along as the carriages emptied. Taking deep breaths, Bryan could feel his grip weakening. Unable to take his eyes of all of the guys onboard. Getting stiff, sniffing in air, musk, stimulating her. Bryanna was emerging, pushing through. The magic beginning to morph the flesh and the fabric. Bryan's dick hardening as the changes shimmer and shift. Sweat pouring, wiping his face, body hair falling away. Dropping his head forwards, his glasses slide off and onto the floor. As his head pushes back up, long tresses flick up a softer, smoother face looks around. A feminine hand grips his cock unashamedly reaching into his morphing underwear. As he yanks the appendage shrinks and sinks inside and a new slit sucks his fingers in. His chest tightens and swells, his skin on fire, he pulls his top up and jiggling tits flop out.
The journey is nearing the end. She locks eyes on a short haired guy with a bulge in his shorts. he was watching the whole thing.Slinking over, Bryanna, rubs her hand over his bulge, through his shorts and yanks it out.
Sucking it harder and slobbering over his rigid pole, she leapt up and grabbed the luggage hold and pushed her flaps over his fat head. Shoving onto him she started ride. He shoved up and thrust hard. His stiff, fat cock punching through as they fucked so hard and fast. There was nobody left but the two of them. With each orgasm she sucked a little more life out of him, before the final event, when he was left nothing but a husk of a man and she moved on to find another.
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