The bed was a bloody ruin. Wounded sailors leaned against every inch of the wall and were laid out on the entire floor save for a narrow path from the... door to the bed. The puncture wounds were the most immediate problem, and she was glad that part was over with, but the doctor still had her hands full with all the broken bones. Besides their awful barbed tongues, the Grindylows’ other favorite way to hurt people was to grab them and squeeze. They were frightfully strong. Half of those who. Suddenly, he felt generous breasts comeout of his chest, and his hands and arms turned black and slender."By the Gods - What is happening to me?!" he cried, and his voice lackedpower and authority. It came out as a weak female screech.He looked at Hubia, who was grinning triumphantly. Her hair haddisappeared, and her skin was bronze instead of black. By Annabis - shewas looking like him!"What sorcery is this?!" he protested, but not with his own voice. Hishands went down and felt his member,. Now she lay on their bed, the passion drained from her body.He drank in her figure as he undressed. She was a small woman, standing only as tall as his chin even in heels. She had a waist he often joked could be encircled by a finger and thumb, but her tight and toned ass could hardly be called anemic, nor her grapefuit-sized breasts. She was a woman who despite working out on a treadmill and bike, had never been able to tone her tummy. He liked it that way though.His erection was almost. He removed his clothes as quick as he could, and followed the three nymphs out back. The dark haired chick had the biggest breasts, but Amanda had the lightest nipples. He still preferred his original target's small slim frame. Her A-cup breasts stood proudly on her chest, but he couldn't help but admire these three young women.He stepped into the hot tub to the sounds of giggles at his erect penis. He was proud of his six inches, and had never heard any complaints from any of the women he had.