The costume was exactly what I claimed it was, a gift. Itstill would've fit even if you hadn't eaten the candy, and would havebeen a costume designed ...or a man, but I'd hoped you would, after all,a familiar without a witch is just wrong." But why turn me into a girl? Is that what all those stories aboutmissing kids are about? You changed them into girls?" What? Of course not! The candy isn't for changing gender, it's simplyto allow the person who eats it to have a wish granted. And I have. “Please don’t!” I yell trying to get him to let go of me. He bitch slaps me and says, “If you don’t be quite we’re going to have to get more physical than that.” I hold back tears as a page is ripped out of my notebook. “We’ll stop if you do us a little favor.” The boy says. “W-What?” I ask as another page is ripped out. “Suck our cocks and we’ll be on our way.” “Never!” I say a little too loud which allows a couple of more pages torn out and another slap across the face. “Now what did I tell. I stopped as I felt her strike the edge of the table and reached for her skirt, pulling it up around her waist before I tipped her back onto the table. I slid her panties down her legs and lifted her legs over my shoulders as I knelt and pressed my face between her thighs and into the dark thatch of hair, relishing the musky fragrance of her crotch and the sweet ripeness of her juices. She was already excited, and began to squirm her hips as I licked her out. I needed no further encouragement. They were quickly working themselves into a mini-frenzy.Vicky suddenly pushed him away and moved quickly onto the bed and called to him, "C'mon, hurry up."Before he climbed on the bed to join her, I noticed with some pride, that Jimmie was considerably well-hung for his age, sporting an erection that was nearly as big as my own.Jimmie slowly went to work on his sister. (I'm getting an erection just writing this down, remembering everything that happened. Watching him work so expertly on his.