She redid yesterday's subtle makeup,put a couple clips in my hair,carefully pinned the hat in place as thecrowning glory, and had me look at myself.I...could not accept that this sweet looking younger girl was me. Somestranger named Stacy was staring at me with timid eyes. I rememberedlooking at girls like her, a couple years ago, and wishing I had the nerveto ask one to go out with me.Many people greeted us at church and asked about me; Liz explained thatthis was Stacy, and that our families. ”“But then, what?”“Ummm ... well, then why don’t I remember that I am in a coma, why don’t I remember being in that body?”“That’s one that we will have to investigate, but I am noticing one thing,” I said.“What?”I continued, “you have grown up.”“What are you talking about?” she demanded.I said, “yesterday, when we first met, you told me you were about fourteen, and that had been in 2014, your body was that of an adolescent fourteen-year-old, and so was your mind.”She asked, “and, so?”“I’m. 5...4...3...2...1...TOUCHDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! The clock runs dry, but we still get our extra point! Our kicker lines up the ball and.......SCORE!!!! Ferndale wins 7-0!!!! Everyone goes crazy!! We just beat our rivals in the last game in our season!!! Now we have to go and clean off. Now, I'm not the most physically fit person on the team. I'm 5' 10'' and 220 lbs. I may not be the worst physically fit, but far from the best. I'm 15, with a 6 1/2'' cock (hard) that's 3'' wide. I. A wicked smile was playing across her red lips as she looked me over. I was fairly tan from the vacations I had been taking this summer. My 32B breasts were slightly moving up and down with my breath racing the way it was. I could feel my aching nipples standing at attention, and my pussy was dripping wet, not just because of the shower water. I obeyed and spread my legs from edge to edge of the small shower, and put my hands and arms above my head. She set down her bag and stepped into the.