His skin around the tattoo began to tingle. The feeling spread down his arm towards his fingers. His arm grew slender. The hair on it thinned, then di...sappeared completely. When the feeling reached his hand, it began to get smaller, more delicate looking. As he looked at his hand, his nails grew out a half inch. They darkened as polish appeared on them. The feeling moved up his arm and across his chest to all parts of his body. He was slimmer now. The muscle builder's body that he'd spent. His grip on me tighten's. "Here, breathe, take it in, take a deepbreath. Come on you know you want it. Whore, slut, cunt, pussy. that'swhat you are, now sniff."I see his hand move over my crotch and then feel him kneed me asif I was a squeeze toy."Noooo, please…" But as much as I know that this is wrongI feel myself giving in more and more until finally I get a faint whiffof the substance and all resistance ceases to exist within me. Just theslightest whiff is all it takes as it courses through. For the convenience of all my friends I have changed the language to English and some places Hindi. Although I would have loved to use Odia but that would not help many readers get to read the story and understand it fully.When my friend Rabi asked me to accompany him to his in laws village, I was a bit hesitant to go there, but then as a good friend of his I followed him and we reached the small village in Cuttack district some 100 kms form Bhubaneswar by my bike. It was noon when we reached. If it looks like a cock, it is a cock, evenif it's on a girl," I said. "Can I get up now?"She pressed her face closer. "You came. Julie came. I came. Open yourmouth," she said.I opened my mouth. She leaned back. Her hand came to my face. It washolding a pair of very sheer white panties. "These are silk and veryexpensive," she said, as she began to drop them in my open mouth,pushing them in with her fingers. When they were all inside, she closedmy mouth with her finger, holding it there. "Do you.