My name is Fred and I was in line at a theater waiting for the doors to open. Can we get the wish out of the way so I don't miss out on a good seat?" ...ou don't talk like a wizard." James said."Oh yeah? Just how many wizards do you talk to in a given week? I'd like to grant your wish and go, please, snap it up. Do you want a wish or not?" You're serious, aren't you? You can really grant me a wish?" Yes, I can, but can we hurry?" Fred said, somewhat exasperated. "Okay, good seat here I come. I. " you said with a sly grin on your face. As you softly stroke my cock with the body wash, it lathers up nicely and in no time you have me squirming and passionately moaning. You are attentively washing me with slow deliberate strokes making sure I am spotless all over my shaft, my balls, and in between my legs. It is the most amazing feeling and my legs are beginning to get week as I lean back against the shower wall to support myself. You then stop the washing and turn me around so that. Tobin gasped. “So… so what you’re saying is… you’ll be… my mentor?” Jimmy’s hand on his cock made it hard to get the words out.Jimmy nodded. “If you want me. Just understand a few things: first, this is the last time we do this here. From now on, we’ll meet up at the condo. Second, we’re not together. For one thing, I don’t do boyfriends. When you’re out, you’ll start meeting more appropriate partners. Also—and don’t take this the wrong way—you’re not my type.”Tobin flushed, but was not upset.. "He brought over a mirror. There I was floating in a cylinder ofyellowish liquid. Arms and legs outstretched spread eagle. I wascompletely unrecognizable. My head was smaller, rounder, and bald.Everything about my face was completely different. My nose was smaller.My lips were bigger. My eye color changed. The list went on. My armswere toothpicks and my hands were tiny. Moving downward, My frame wasthinner than before. I had tiny prepubescent breasts. Continuingdownward, the obvious expected.