"Erin stared blankly, under my hypnotic spell. In a mid-range monotone, shesaid, "My name used to be Eric Flood. One day, I walked into theInternation...al Dating Agency, asking for an escort. This gentleman overhere" (she pointed at me as she said that) "said no ladies were available,but he could get me a lady all my own. So he changed me into what you seehere. I used to be a 45-year-old American male, with short, thin, baldingblack hair, brown eyes, 6 feet tall, and a slightly muscular frame.. I said, "Hi daddy, this is for you. If you want me, you can have me. When you come home and see this, go in my room. I'll be waiting," and blew a kiss. I stripped naked in front of the camera. I got on all fours and put my ass toward the camera. I parted my legs and used my hand to rub my slit up and down. I moaned loudly and turned around. I played with my tits with one hand and used the other to rub my clit. I faced the camera perfectly so he could see the opening of my pussy and see all my. Sulking and and angry I lathered up and was about to rinse off, when I turned around to see my adversary under the first shower head. I could not help but stare at his body as he lathered up, his muscles were ripped and tight and as he turned I saw his huge fuck tool hanging from his mid section. I stared too long and was brought back by my adversary calling out 'WHAT THE FUCK YOU LOOKING AT???' I looked up as he started to come in my direction, with each step his cock got harder and harder. Smiling to himself at such a silly wish, he began his eveningby bringing up his Email, he studied the inbox.There it was, the notification that his story had been posted on fiction-mania, he smiled to himself. Proud that he had actually tried to write acoherent collection of words that someone out there might enjoy reading.That the site had posted it, was kind of a special moment in an otherwisea long time of routine sameness.Quickly logging onto the site featuring stories written by.