“Carson broke up with me in public. Like, the cafeteria.”“The university one?” I asked.She nodded. “He made this big show about how I was ho...peless, how much taking care of me was. How I was making him feel like shit and depending on him too much. I was proud of the progress I was making towards becoming my own person.” Tears welled up in her eyes. “I thought he liked me more than ever, I thought he was happy with the person I was becoming. I thought I was becoming more independent, not. Do it until I tell you to stop." Like good boys they complied without a single complaint. I had them stop,facing away from me and bend over to touch their toes. As they were doing so,I parted their ass cheeks and inspected their ball sacks then I tickled their assholes with a fingertip. Sweet! "Stand up and turn around facing me. Well,well,well...what have we here? Two little dicks wearing turtle necks? Why,I may have to throw these boys back! I don't think they're big enough to keep yet!" NO!". I suddenly realized that she must be able to read my mind, because she giggled when that thought surfaced. Her skin turned a beautiful shade of green and she thanked me when she detected that thought. Her head almost doubled in size and she now looked at me with four eyes, her nose was just a slit, and her mouth was a lipless hole in the lower part of her face. Instead of hair, she had tentacles which continually writhed about on her head. I later found out that those tentacles were a form of. This initiated a swinging motion in my right (upper) leg and to all the world it looked like just that: A girl sitting reading her text and swinging her leg. But the feeling in my crotch grew, and grew, and when it got to the top I held it there, vibrating my thighs quietly, and finally let myself tumble over the edge. When I finally came I had to be mindful of my breathing and stifled a groan. But there I was, cumming on a stone bench in the admin building with dozens of students milling.