I started masturbating by fantasizing the aunt story and it was massive ejaculation and gave me a lot of pleasure that day.Because it was an aunt stor... and that guy fucked his in the bathroom in that story, now I got my aunt to my thoughts and remembered about the bathroom ball incident. So I got a great pleasure that day. That night, it was her in my mind and all the thoughts were about seeing her in the bathroom while she took bath. That time I was a kid and don’t know anything about sex. Now. I got up and took the nightgown off and put on sweats that I normally wore around the complex. I didn't even think to see if anything had changed. My body itself hadn't changed that much since my sweats fit like they always had, or at least I thought so when I looked later.I found out that I was changing when I went to help Mom put dinner on the table. She turned around and ran her elbow into my chest, only lightly bumping it, but man did it hurt. I went to the bathroom where there was a. He was a jovial character always smiling, probably around 52 with a bit of a beer belly. He always treated me good as I grew up, laughing and joking he never married and made some decent money, which he’d been able to loan to mum if she needed it.He made himself a drink and we sat on the sofa and had a conversation that lasted a good half hour. Looking at his watch he said, “How long do you think she’ll be” as I looked at the clock I replied, “Probably around an hour”.I stood up and walked. Sadly, the worm did not seem to pay attention. She kept at it and decided this was a good exercise anyways. Maybe she could fix her ruined hole by exercising it.Out of boredom, she traced the tube in her mouth with her tongue, feeling the spongy texture. On the first day it was inserted into her, Ashley tried biting down on it to find out if it would pull out and discovered how bad of an idea that was. The worm had ceased fucking her and convulsed violently in her throat. Worst of all, it did.