"Want? Now, why would I want anything? I'll do it for you just because we're friends." Heather, come on. We both know you want stuff from me."She spok... surprisingly tenderly. "As a matter of fact I do, but most of all, I want you to like me. Is that so hard? To maybe even consider me for a girlfriend if you and Amy should somehow break up? That's all I ask. And if you should fuck me more often, I sure wouldn't mind." Heather, I'd love to, but I can't anytime soon with this twenty-page paper. We've been talking about it, we're going to get engaged for Christmas, and will probably get married next summer." Whoa, why the rush? You're both still young and still in school," his Dad said."Dad, we've been together practically every day since we started school. Mom, you remember what you said to me back in high school when I had broken up with Debbie; you said when I met the right girl for me I'd know. Katie is the right girl."A similar conversation was happening at Katie's house."You're. The magic jism didreduce my proportions, but that just means they were cartoonish, almostbizarre proportions before. Now the hips look big, but real. The waist,though, is something else.I don't recognize the person staring back at me in the mirror. Not justbecause I'm supposed to be some girl named Tracy (albeit morediminutive, softer, girlish). Not just because of the mane of jet blackhair that reaches down almost to my knees. Not just because of thelayer of human seed coating me, or the ten. Nothing was protecting her against eventual aggression. But strange, she was not afraid. He was looking to her like a good God protector and personification of whole hot desired and expected. She was calm, fragile, woundable and full of expectation. His hands tenderly started to explore her divine forms and the sweet invasion commenced? ?She opened her eyes. Hoh! The memories from the last night rushed over her with full power. Her eyes started sparking. She looked around. The man was.