Then again, it just might be) lived in the Detroit area. Canton, Michigan to be exact. She was somewhat younger than me, and happily married. We chatt...d about all sorts of naughty things and created a real friendship online.Eventually, I had to travel to Ann Arbor (not too far away) for a few nights. I got a hotel near her house and we agreed to meet for real. She came to my hotel, but did not want to have sex. She didn't want to cheat on her husband. So we got into a Clintonion discussion. Your lover will have his balls kicked up into his ass and stomped into pulp. I am sure I will be breaking a few of his ribs and for sure his nose. I am certain that his eyes will be swollen shut before I am done so he won't be looking lovingly on you in the future. And depending on how I am feeling at the time it might even be worse.As for you, if you cheat on me I will kick your ass to the curb so fast you won't know what hit you. You will be a free woman, able to get your "needs met" anytime. This was real, and my cries reminded me of a woman's and not aman's at all.The realization that I was shorter came from the lines on the side of themirror. When I saw that I was 5ft tall, I was exhilarated. I had missedthe height change completely, and that thrill momentarily wiped away theterror. As I stepped back and watched myself in the mirror, the hairgrew slowly, and the continuing feminization of my features had been oddto watch. My ribcage still looked puffed out, and felt odd. I was barley conscious. With school, soccer, and sex, I didn't think I could stand. " Your tired as hell aren't you?"she asked. "Yeah. I am." I said, still panting. " You still have a boner though." She said. "How 'bout I do all the work. You can lie there and cum when you want. " "that sounds awesome." She slowly climbed up mount Jake. And reached my dick she climbed up and lowered herself down. " ooooohh!" I groaned. As she bounced up and down on my cock, I grabbed her tits. I rolled she.