We used to go round to Debbie and Andy's occasionally for drinks and a couple of laughs occasionally we would play card games on a couple of occasions...strip poker but it was for the most part good clean 'if a little naughty' fun. On one visit a friend of mine came with us, Frank I'd known since primary school at one time we were virtually in each others pockets, now Frank had a nickname "Trigger" he got it in high school after some guys in the showers noticed how big his cock had grown since. ***Tim yawned, then Charlie yawned, then Ms. Adamsen yawned, and Tim wantedto hit himself for making everybody yawn. Only Mr. Cabot wasn't yawning,but, then again, he was actually asleep.Tim clicked through all the pictures he had saved to his hard drive andfound the one he was looking for. "See?" he said to Charlie and Ms.Adamsen. "This is the one I took outside that Shell station over onforty-third, just a couple hours ago."Charlie and Ms. Adamsen both leaned in. "That looks like. At this stage, hisexhaustion was thorough; he felt barely any will to continue standing,let alone a will to fight.Inside of him, he could feel things move, things changing; the sameoutward sensations that had bombarded him as he began his transformationnow occurring and coursing through him on the inside. His change, hecould tell, was going to be thorough, both in and out.His crotch began to tingle, as he could sense some pulling and tuggingat various parts of his manhood. His plumbing was now. “Yes.” Noel said looking down at the floor. Carol’s hand rose up Rufus’s leg as she leaned over and kissed Noel on the lips. “Thank you.” She told him as her hand found Rufus’ bulge. Noel looked on in horror as her hand gripped the huge lump of flesh that masqueraded as a male penis. It looked more like a large, thick piece of rubber hose than a penis but it wasn’t. It was a penis; an erect penis and its destination was his wife’s pussy. Rufus’ responded in the way that any red blooded male.