My wife was insisting that her breasts were too small at 34 C while Zac told her that from his view, they looked terrific, but he had not ever seen th...em outside of her shirt. Without prompting, my wife pulled her top up and off over her head. She was now sitting inches away from our friend totally topless. Zac sat speechless as he stared upon her magnificent tits. I could see from how hard and erect my wife's nipples were that she was clearly turned on and more than stimulated. I could see her. All I could hear was our breathing, which seems to be rapid and excited. ‘Okay, I’m ready for you to press in. I’m going to take a deep breath in, let it out and then breathe in again. Then, as I breathe that last time, I want you to press in slowly and gently. You will feel me loosen and then open, when you feel that press in a little and you will feel the inter sphincter, stop there and wait for me to do the breathing cycle again. Got it?’‘Yes’, I said weakly.Just as he had said, I felt his. He didn't know how he would stand up even with some of his abilities.His wives and children were invited too and the small group left on a large shuttle.Jonathan followed the progress of his first-born son. He was worried in a way but knew that Mom would not hurt him. When Jerome went to sleep the progress was much too fast to follow. Jonathan's grandchildren were getting the same treatment. It was an hour later that Jerome came back. He had a smile on his face but his shield was up.They spoke. "He's full." Confirmed one of the scientists as she ran her hand over my drum tight body. Ms Wonka produced a small tin flute and blew a few notes on it. Half a dozen Oompa Loompas appeared. "Roll this young man down to the juicing room." Ordered Ms Wonka. Without a word the little orange women gathered around, looking puzzled about how to move the human sphere before them. Then they started doing a strange little march around me and began to sing.Oompa loompa doompety do,Lot's more changes.