Itwasn't very big even when fully hard, maybe five inches. It was alwayssomething I'd felt very self conscious about with Jocelyn. I pulled outa pair ...of opaque, black tights. I'd always bought opaque to hide my leghair. The more I'd dressed the more obsessed I'd become with projectingan image or an illusion of femininity. I'd wear long sleeve turtleneckdresses with fingerless opera gloves, just to make sure not a singlespeck of body hair could be seen.I sat down on the side of the bed and. I rolled up one sleeve and saw my hands growing tinier by the moment. Stranger than that, my arms were fairly hairy before but now there was hardly a trace of hair anywhere now. With my other hand I felt along my exposed arm... My skin was soft now. It was TOO soft!"What's happening to me?" I asked in a panic.He stood up and walked over to me, handing me the little pink hand mirror he had.As I kept shrinking and changing all over I looked at my face and saw my eyes go from brown to green and my. I replied coyly, "What do you want?" Just let me suck you dry and taste that cum of yours one more time." When?" Now, in your back yard. Gawd am I ready." Okay, I'm game for one more time."We adjourned to my secluded patio. Almost immediately, Viv got down on her knees, pulled down my shorts and grabbed my manhood. In no time, I was rock hard and she was achieving her goal. Viv was cock starved. But instead of one of her violent blitzkriegs, she changed her pace and began some slow, juicy. Well as the fans started coming in the coliseum was jam packed. My husband and I were close to the stage with maybe a few people in front of us. We were squished together like sardines in a can. The band started playing and the crowd started getting wild and we all started getting more and more squished together. After a while I noticed I was the only female this close to the stage. I was surrounded by men or should I say teenagers between ages of 16 and 25. My husband was standing beside me,.