.I guess he like playing with dicks." So I let him. It felt good. His hands were a little rough but the sensation inside of me felt tingly, bubbly and... euphoric. I thought to myself, "This guy is trying to help make me feel good."Suddenly, he pulls away. Unlocks my car door and opens it. Next thing I knew he whips out his huge black dick. He asked a strange question. He ask, "Can I get a top on this?". It took me a moment to realize that he was asking me to suck his dick.I guess I wanted him to. Master rented the whole arcade for the day; your competition is going to be racing go-carts, miniature golf and rock climbing. To be fair, Master replaced the motors in a few carts so that they would perform identically. Close enough for our purposes anyway.”“Go-carts...” Stacy replied derisively.“Well, she is a kid. Or are you scared of losing again?”“I’ll kick your ass, I rock in go-carts.”“Bring it on.”The two women seemed to be psyched up for the outing and continued to talk smack even. He felt something growing in his palms, larger and larger,until his hands were full."This is not happening. I don't believe this," said Josh."Are those real?" Jessica poked him in the chest."Oww!" Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I know this is strange to say, but Ialways wondered how I would look with big breasts." This is too much. I look like a Barbie." They're not that big. Just a 'C' cup, I think. Put these on."Jessica tossed him a wad of clothes. He unfurled them. A pink, cottonjogging. That made him panic, which made him run, which made thefeeling worse. He was hyperventilating as he reached his car, fumblingfor his keys."I'm not Jenny Keller, I'm not Jenny Keller, I am not Jenny Keller!" herepeated frantically as he got the door open and got in.He had just gotten the door closed and was reaching with his keys tostart the car when he was overcome by a severe coughing fit completewith smoke billowing out of his mouth. When he could finally breatheagain and his eyes stopped.