Thelast form that Matt had turned into was still saved there. Staring atthe screen the image morphed to that of Eric's."Sweet!" He thought as he then ...oncentrated on the image becoming theultimate male. The machine interpreted his thoughts and his form on thescreen grew more muscular, until it looked like that of an Olympicweight lifter."That's no good. I wouldn't be able to move and everyone would think Iwas on steroids." He again concentrated and the machine reinterpretedhis thoughts and the. “Huh?” she asked, then saw her phone in my hand and took it from me, placing it back on the table. “Oh, no. That’s for later.”“You said you wanted to talk. So, what’s your name?” I asked, then took a long sip of beer as I waited for her response.“Not yet. Let’s wait until tomorrow. I’ll tell you in the morning if I wake up with you next to me. I want one more night of you fucking me and cumming in me before I know your name,” she said, grabbing my cock again. “Ask me something else.”“Okay,. I felt it become harder and harder. Her lower body started to make small movements, fully in sync with what I was doing to her. I increased the pressure, still only circling her now hard and swollen clit. Every now and then I would touch her clit directly, just with the tip of my tongue. Each time that happened, I felt her body contract slightly. Her breathing increased and she put her hands on my head, holding me softly. I felt her orgasm building up. She pushed her pelvis forward and at the. Look, I have learned to protect myself physically, but the things Magicians do make my stomach uneasy. I appreciate that there are guys who do that stuff and protect us; but I’m afraid that if there would be some really hard place, I might not be up to it.”I could feel those dark, feverish eyes looking at me, but I didn’t feel any pressure coming from him. I had been very careful with any use of magic while talking to him - even if his presence didn’t show any natural magic within him. However,.