Toni strips first.

"These bitches sure got some fine titties." This comes from the dark haired biker chick in the leather waistcoat. "Like they say, you ain't never seen an ugly X-Change chick."

The hot biker rises from the couch and struts out, moving amongst you and the other convicts, admiring the sight of your bared breasts. She slowly undoes the buttons on her leather waistcoat and allows it to fall open. Her rack bounces slightly when freed, but her tits are big and firm. Gold rings pierce each of her big brown nipples. She laughs and grabs one of Toni's huge boobs and mauls it roughly. Toni makes no attempt to stop her, just grins at the beautiful biker and thrusts her chest out further.

"Chrissie oughta know." The gang leader chuckles. "Got two years in the pen herself. Just got out three months back."

"Three months?" Julia says sounding confused. "You know them pills they give us last a month right?"

"Uh huh." The leader grunts. "X-Tra, you take one a month then get one month a year off to stop the effect becoming permanant. They give you the last dose a month before release. Chrissie got out of the pen in her old body."

"Tried to pick up life where I left off too." Chrissie continues. "Partied and banged me a few sluts. Trouble was every time I slid my dick in some whore I was wishing I could trade places. All that bitch on bitch action with my cellmates, and getting beastfucked by the guards every chance they got changes a guy."

"And you guys are okay with this?" You ask the leader increduously. "Fucking your buddy knowing she was a man?"

"It was weird at first, I'll admit that." The biker laughs. "But Chrissie can be very persuasive. Move with the times bro. A fucking good blowjob and a tight wet cunt whenever you want it ain't no bad thing."

Toni has not been idle during this exchange. Her hands are all over Chrissie's boobs, squeezing the ample flesh. She gets closer and her lips close around one nipple, sucking hard. She clamps the gold ring between her teeth and pulls hard upon it, stretching out the teat and shaking it. Chrissie moans and grabs Toni's long black hair and jerks her head back roughly and stares into her big brown eyes.

"Looks like this slut is all ready to party. Maybe we should send back the others and ask for four more like this one?" Chrissie chuckles. "Lose those pants sweetheart I wanna check out that ass."

Toni does as asked willingly. Hooking her thumbs she slides not only the baggy orange pants but the white jockey shorts underneath down over her hips. A thick black bush of pubic hair obscures her pussy. Her fingers rub between her legs, plucking at the curly tangle of black hair.

"Ugh, so fucking seventies." Toni whines. "I reckon you got a razor Chrissie. I'd bet your cooch is bald as a babies ass."

Chrissie uses her grip on Toni's hair to guide the mobster down onto her knees. Toni's face is now level with Chrissie's denim cutoffs. The crazy Italian looks hungrily up at Chrissie, her fingers rubbing busily between her splayed legs.

"You wanna check out that for yourself?" Chrissie asks. "Then you can show me if that mouth of yours eats cunt as well as it talks."