I cut him down a couplefeet in height; now he was exactly as tall as Erin. Then I started tofeminize his body; his shoulders rounded off. Ross lost al... the muscles onhis pectorals, and big fatty breasts formed. I made sure they were HUGE, aspart of his punishment. I think M-cup was about right. Fortunately, I gavehim just enough back muscles to stand up without trouble. They'd still getin the way all the time, though. His body was regressed from 56 years ofage to 26. He lost all his wrinkles,. I mean, we'd done all kinds of stuff and we'd masturbated together since... well since we were way too young for it really, but we'd never even touched each other, except when we kinda 'accidentally' touched each other I guess. Cait was driving and I said “I'm pretty sure I saw his cock twitch in his pants every time your aunt Jessica was around” and she said “For real?” and I said “Yeah” and she said “No way.”“Definitely” I said even though I had stared at the bulge in his pants a lot and he. I didn't need to think it through, since Emily leaned back towards me and we were kissing again. We were going at it hot and heavy when my hand slid down and caressed her breast. I had done it without thinking. After all, that would have been natural for the past two years when Chelle and I were kissing. Emily jerked away. "Mike," she said."What?"She made an exasperated sound, then whispered strongly, "You can't do that." Oh, sorry," I said, not really sorry, but trying to understand why I. He had to stop that voice from leaving. That voice meant something to him. Hell, it meant everything to him. He summoned a strength from somewhere deep inside him, that lifer NCO core of his that refused to ever give up. He focused on the voice and made a tremendous effort. What that effort was and how he made it he could never say. But his eyes opened. At first all he could see was a blur hovering over him. There were drops falling on his face. It was confusing. Was he outdoors? Was it.