Retreating, really. My feetgot smaller, too.And still she sucked.Up through my spine the warmth, the tickling, traveled. I felt a similaritching on my...scalp and felt like I could see my hair growing. Bonesshifted in my face and got a little plumper, and my eyesight changed. Myarms got a little shorter, a little smaller.The changes were now spreading down from there and up from my groin, andthey met at my chest. It started burning a little, like I was working outmy chest. But it felt so damn. Ms. Reynolds paused at the door before pulling the curtain closed. "Please, enjoy yourselves."Tiffany got up from the lounger and headed to the wet bar. "Would either of you care for something more to drink?"Susan asked for a shot of Patron, but I decided to stay with the soda I had. I was certainly intrigued and my pants were becoming much tighter than they had been just a few minutes before. Tiffany excused herself for a moment to go change, leaving Susan and me a moment to talk."Are you okay. It had me wondering. I couldn't get over the fact that this girl had obviously got under my skin. I wasn't gay, I'd never in my life, given a girl another look but then I didn't look at the guys anymore either. I couldn't make any sense of it.Steak, egg, mushrooms and chips later, Oh, and a couple of beers and I was feeling back in the real world. Jonesy had gone off to have his wound checked. I couldn't throw any weights today, so I decided on a walkabout.I saw her sitting in the shade on some. She told me I was never to tell her when it's time to be released. She said I had just earned another week. I was in complete pain all the next week, my wife added to my pain by telling me she needed to be fucked but since I couldn't behave she would have to look elsewhere. I could have stopped it right then and there and I almost wanted to but for some reason I didn't. I said well after you have sex can I please be allowed to eat your pussy. She said yes. In the back of my mind I thought what.