I giggled, my hands cupping my small breasts as I passed the height of a toddler, a small child, an adolescent girl. I squeezed my tits, small crystal... in the quartz sparkling. My nipples ached, the same rosy hue, swirled with milky stria, as the rest of my artificial body. I kept growing and growing until I neared Sven’s height.My true size.“By the gods, Ava,” he groaned. “How?”“A witch named Fiona,” I grinned, turning my hips and wiggling it. “I never thought I would have it so soon, but she. I have invited her out for a drink several times once she finishes with no luck, however one night she agreed to come for a quick drink at a bar downstairs.At the bar she explained she was married with no c***dren, her husband was older than her and drank far too much hence why she cleans at night as well as having another job at a school. Maybe i am a good listener but one drink turned into several glasses of wine when she insisted she had to leave I said I would make sure she got home safely. We played a lot together. Not many other teens our age in this small village in the South-West of the 'Bible-belt'.We discovered spanking asses as punishment after losing silly games we played. I lost more often. I liked it!We discovered spanking hurts, but the pain is sweetened by arousal, as I got wet and felt his hard-on clearly.We spanked always over the knee. First fully dressed as we were. Soon he started to lift my dress or skirt first.We were spanked next time at bare bottom, which. You have to admit that most dates are lying matches," Amy snorted."Very true, so we should have a lot better time eating pizza and swapping stories. Do you like sausage on your pie?" she winked. "On my pie and in my pie, too, if you get my drift! I'll go for sausage, if you'll agree to black olives and bell peppers. I feel like we'll get along this semester. We can talk about guys and stuff," she answered."Indeed. We can discuss a LOT of things, love. For instance, have you ever thought about.