Marcus could actually feel himself shrinking, his muscles and bones contracting in on themselves. He could actually hear his hip bones pop as they mov...ed.He was able to pull himself to a sitting position, in time to see his sweatpants start to shrink, wriggling up his legs like a stop-motion snake, texture becoming denim as they changed into an extremely tight pair of denim shorts. Marcus almost screamed at the pinching they were causing his balls, but then the pain was gone, and so, he knew,. She knew what I had endured over nearly a year now and as sister tobrother, or was it sister to sister, she knew nothing she could say wouldchange that. I felt my mood lighten in the presence of my sister Lucy asthe taxi threaded it's way down towards Charring Cross station. It feltgood to be back in familiar London, the streets busy with Friday eveningrush hour traffic. We could have taken the tube, it would have beenquicker, but with my luggage and the rush hour commuters it would havebeen. I placed my lips around his salmon colored mushroom tip. I swirled my head around letting my tongue taste every drop of him. He placed his hand on my head trying to ignore the chill of his golden wedding band. Which made me ponder what was this supposed woman not doing to make him so easy for me to have. I looked up again to see his mesmerizing hazel eyes telling me ‘More please more’ knowing what to do I closed my eyes lifted his dick and began to suck. Letting every inch of him in to my mouth. Louise composed herself, looked directly down at my pubes and said out as cool as a cucumber, “Oh look Laura, you seem to have caught something on yourself.” She reached out to the bow and continued, “Here, let me get it off for you.” Of course, the damned thing wouldn’t come undone and every time she pulled at the bow, the bell jingled. When she said, “Doug, get me the scissors so I can snip this off,” he just rolled his eyes and blushed. A horrified look swept across his face as Louise knelt.