She repeated the moronic word over 1,300 times in a four hour period."No, Mother," I said, trying to get her nails out of my shoulders."This is the fa...ous Mr. Weakwill, dear. You know, last year's Emmy for writing 'Thunder in My Guts'?" ... uh, that's Wheatfield," the nude, runtish and bespeckled man corrected meekly.Mom jerked his chain so hard that her puka shell necklace broke. Mr. Wheatfield dropped to his knees and made a gargling sound, his tongue swelling alarmingly."That's a good boy.. Somehow he was giftedwith powers I had never imagined even existed. He had taken our entireteam and, with the power of a few words in some arcane tongue, hadtransformed us into a group of young men and women who appeared no morethan fifteen or sixteen years old. Part of me did want to cry out, but Iwas afraid. Yes, I'll admit it - I was very afraid. Now was not the timeto challenge this powerful man - if he was, in fact, a man at all.The sensations of transformation were beginning to abate at. I speak in a whisper "Shhhh, I won't hurt you beautiful, I just couldn't resist." My hand plies your breast; I feel your nipple rise to the occasion and harden with desire. My smile says it all and I release my clamped hand from your mouth. My other hand fondles your tit with gentle caress as you find yourself aroused by a stranger taking liberties with you in a public place. I lean farther over and whisper again "I'm going to kiss you beautifull; just relax and give yourself over to the. COCKSUCKER AVAILABLE or something similar, making your intent clear. I laughed at the instructions, my mouth watering at the idea of just being texted to suck dick... wish I could just text and get sucked myself... although, truth be told, I seemed to enjoy sucking cock even more than I enjoyed getting sucked. Another text arrived: Rule 3: Go suck his cock!! You are to be completely obedient. If he wants to fuck your face, you let him fuck your face. He will give you his cum wherever he wishes..