The director praised my work and I left the stage to clean up before returning home in the limo. I smoked a cigarette and contemplated what had befall...en me since I had arrived in Japan and I just knew that I was going to enjoy this summer. I continued to shoot different scenes for the next two months, some of them smaller bukakke orgies and some of them regular Boy/Girl shoots or multiple male scenes that included anywhere from 2 to 5 men. I was becoming a porn star and I was enjoying it. My. His brown eyeshad changed to a light blue color, and his already long eyelashes greweven longer and thicker. His eyebrows gained even more of a arch as theylost size. His teeth were now even whiter and straighter than after thefirst change.Looking at his even smaller hands he noticed the fingernails had grownlonger and better shaped.He felt as if he was growing, no, he WAS growing. His legs were becominglonger and longer by the second. Once he stopped growing his legs beganto gain just a little. We had an on the job training session of seventeen weeks. By the 10th week, the innocent flirtations had become increasingly bolder, with slow insidious rubbing, light smacking of each others' ass, and furtive gropings whenever we felt "safe" from prying eyes. Luck allowed us a training class outside our home state, requiring travel and hotel rooms. Having built up to the moment, we got adjoining rooms. I don't believe we really fooled half the training class, but we did maintain the pretense.. As I was scouring the fridge for something to eat, Daryl came into the kitchen, stepped up behind me and leaned his crotch up against my ass cheeks, as we both peered into the refrigerator.“See anything good in there, Tracy?” he asked.“Daryl!! Holy shit, you startled me!” I said. I was wearing a thin cotton night shirt that barely covered my ass, so leaning into the fridge had pulled it above my butt cheeks, and with Daryl leaning into me from behind, the shaft of his cock was pressing against.