"OK, Michelle, let's check that leg!" I began to palpate her thigh, from knee upward. Her flesh was squeaky clean, and she smelled of the Epsom Salts ...I'd put in the water. Her ample ass was staring at me. Her thighs were parted nicely. As I got nearer her "Promised Land," she had a response of pain. I'd zeroed in on the injury site. "OK, sweetie, I've found the injury." We did some range of motion, and I determined the injury was not a big deal. "A bit of manipulation will help, and then some. “My dear you would undoubtedly be with child if you remain here, John can clearly not keep his hands off you.”“Good, then it is decided,” John laughed, “Have another pillow put on my bed mother, Jane may just as well share with me as use another room.”“Oh,” Jane exclaimed.“Well you wanted to stay,” he replied.“Er, yes,” she agreed.“Good,” he said, “The sooner you produce a child the sooner mother will let us marry.”“That is not what intended at all!” his mother insisted, “We will see what your. And, to highlight how I have changed with them, I felt a tingle at the fleeting thought. My moments of privacy are going to be very limited. Even if I didn’t see one of them, they were going to be nearby. The tingle made me look down at myself and I found my bare breasts with erect nipples. I shyly fold an arm over them and glance up. They all saw the move. They all smile.I change … or I should say, I dress … and Jacob insists on accompanying me to be checked over at the hospital. It is. I was never one to fantisize about fucking a boy, but I was turned on and ground my cock a little against his asshole. He let out a moan as he stood back up straight, turning to brush a little more against my cock as he slipped something into my pocket. I paid my bill and left, hopping on my bike to ride home. By the time I made it home a lot of my horniness was gone. I reached into my pocket and next to the address was a little card from the boy. I never had any reason to think I was bi.