8:45 AM. We have been up for a while. We're both used to waking up so early. We're confused. We're still a little drunk. Well, I wasn't still drunk. I... had a little bit of a headache.Wait, what just happened?I licked my lips. I knew what happened. I got up and took my sweatpants and boxers off. I took off my shirt. My cock thrust up at a thirty-degree angle. It was throbbing and drips ran out of the head down the shaft. I went over to the bathroom door and knocked."Mom?" I said.No answer."Why. .. girl. Aunt Nora used to say that Bridget must have been kissed by the Fey as she drew her first breath.Shortly after Bridget started talking, she began telling everyone that she would remain a child forever. Then, at about age seven, she just stopped growing. She didn’t seem to get any older mentally and she didn’t get any bigger physically. Everything just stopped. They took her to all sorts of doctors and did all sorts of tests, but no one could explain what had happened. They tried growth. I took a quick shower and I practically fell asleep when my head hit the pillow.I woke up a few hours later. It was past 1am by my cellphone when I checked. I should’ve slept until morning but with everything going on, I felt completely out of sync.I also had a strange dream. I dreamt of Eric, my son, pulling me in from the balcony. He kissed me in the dream and it felt so vivid and wonderful. His hand snaked down under my jeans in the dream and I should’ve stopped him, but I didn’t. I let it. They formed a perfect “O” as if she were gripping a cock, that’s it, Susan thought, jerk off gloves. Strong enough she can’t move her hand that much but pliable enough to grip a hard cock.Susan stroked her wet pussy a little bit faster when she noticed the small padlock indicating slut Candy could not remove them. As the camera panned out Susan got another shock. Candy’s slightly bigger boobs had been pierced and branded. Above Her right nipple the word SLUT could clearly be seen. It looked.