I looked across the bed at Reg, the old man who had buried his implant of a cock deep inside my guts. My ass was twitching and my own cock growing.
Beside us, Calvin slept. His muscles taunt and his gorgeous body exposed. Yet I kept returning to Reg. How could I possibly walk away from Calvin, a god like creature, for this nasty, horrible, ugly, old fucker? Reasoning didn't seem to matter, all that mattered was his black cock and needing it buried inside me today, tomorrow and every other day I lived.
Reg stirred and looked at me watching him.
"There's a suitcase in the garage," he told me, "you need to get it, get cleaned up and follow the instructions in the case."
"Yes Reg," I smiled.
I got the case and returned to the bedroom. Reg had awoken Calvin who was getting dressed. Reg was already dressed.
"Calvin here has some errands to do," said his Father," and I'll be back in two hours just be ready."
" But Calvin and I we got married and........" my words trailed off.
Calvin left the room and Reg turned and said," Yeah you did and I said ya got 2 hours."
This family kept surprising me at every turn. There was nothing left but to open the case and see what was inside. I glanced out the patio doors and saw everyone had gone and it seemed it was just me alone in my grandfather's house, my first husband's bedroom.
I put the large suitcase on the unmade bed and opened it. On top was a note from Reg that read:
" You got the hair and makeup make sure the rest of this looks as good on ya be ready at noon"
Below the note was a very tiny piece of leather which I figured out to be a skirt. Six inches high it had lace up sides. Matching it was a tank top of black leather three inches thick with a lace up front. There was a pair of elbow length fingerless gloves, a cap, and micro black leather thong that I doubted would hold anything in!
Finally there was a pair of black leather thigh high boots that lace up the sides and had inch spike heels.
I figured Reg obviously liked black leather and knew this outfit would look VERY hot on my transformed white figure.
I showered, grabbed some champagne and orange juice and several joints left over from the party that weekend. I smoked one and started to make my face up for Reg. I decided trashy went with the biker chick gear so used lots of black eyeliner and lip liner with deep red lipstick and vibrant pink eye shadow. My well plucked and waxed eyebrows looked gorgeous. I affixed monstrous fake eye lashes.
I painted my finger nails and toe nails bright red and used mega long fake nails on my hands. No other chick would have nails like these I thought!
I went to the closet and looked over the wigs that had been left from the wedding. It didn't take long to settle on the black foot high one with long extensions.
Time had passed quickly and I enjoyed another joint while fastening my smooth girl cock inside the tiny black leather thong. I knew I had to do that first so I wouldn't be tempted to touch it. I got the body glue and began the addition of my gorgeous tits to youthful body. God I like amazingly hot. Most women would die to look like me. And, most men would KILL to have women this hot.
I decided to put the boots on. It look some time to lace them up but it was definitely worth it. The end result was astounding! I stood 6'6" in the boots with the extreme heels. I would tower over Reg. You could see my flesh all the way my endless legs through the lacing of the boots.
I pulled the skirt on and now was thankful for the thong!!!! It barely covered the pouch and did NOT cover my ass which poked out under the leather fabric. Not that I minded in the least. I put the wrap tube top on. Clearly this was what Reg would like the most. The leather length of material only covered the nipples of my tits and it was so small that the lace up front barely tied together allowing my 44dd fake tits to show their full glory. I put on my gloves and cap.
Then I looked in the mirror.
" O MY GODDDD," I gasped. This was my first transformation on my own and, even though I knew who I was, I only saw the most stunning woman I had ever seen in front of me. In fact, I had never seen a biker chick this hot. I was really going to get looks in this outfit. And, with Reg next to me, even more stares.
I began to shake and got a stiff drink of scotch to go with my quick joint - just as I was finishing, lounging in the living room, My Grandfather and Father appeared at the door.
I hadn't seen them for almost 48 hours and my life had totally changed. In fact, I had barely thought about them as they were banished by Calvin to my former loft.
" O Granddad and Daddy!!! I am so happy to see you," I squealed.
My Grandfather was the first to speak, " Jimmy, never in our wildest dreams did we want this to happen to you, we're so sorry."
"NOOOOOO Granddaddy don't be sorry you've made all my dreams come true," I told him," Because of you, I have everything I want AND MORE!!!!!!! This is the best life I could have imagined."
" Son, are you sure this is what you want? asked my Father, "you're 18 and this is new to you and it's all happened so fast."
" Daddy, since Granddad and Grandma introduced me to such fun, then I found you, married Grandpa, was taken by Calvin and now...." my voice trailed off knowing they had no idea what had happened behind closed doors.
My Grandfather asked, "And now what? What has happened?"
None of us had noticed that Reg had arrived back and had been witnessing all of this from the kitchen.
"I'm what's fucking happened that's what," he said roaring into the room.
"Reg?" my Grandpa asked.
"YA REG IT IS!" my new lover announced, "last night I was the last of Calvin's family to get a piece of this beautiful young ass and let's just say she took me to her matrimonial bed BEFORE anyone else even had a chance."
My Father and Grandfather's jaws dropped. I just smiled.
