His cock, she remembered with a gasp, as her hand reached down and under his pants. His python of a cock.The janitor’s closet was only a few doors ...own from the counsellor’s office, and so Mr. Foster’s changes continued to hold. The further Duncan got away from the Demon’s office, the smaller his genitalia would become. It would never shrink down to its original size, but until future sessions reinforced the growth, his cock-size would be directly proportional to how far he was from the cause. "What was taking them so long? I guess going through someone's body was harder than going through electronic equipment. That's when a second alarm went off. Her heart rate increased again. What was she doing, running?"Mission Control, this is Pod One."Finally, communication again."Go ahead Pod One," I answered."Where exactly are we supposed to be heading?" "I'm not sure how to answer that," I began. "Uh, one of you will be heading to a very warm, possibly wet place, while the other will be. How many babies are going to survive? How many older children—how many mothers, for that matter?"He stared at her. "The thought never occurred to me," he said slowly."Carlos, we have to take the pressure off them so they won't do anything drastic like that," she said. "You have to withdraw your threat." That threat may be the only thing keeping us alive," he pointed out."Well, if it is, shouldn't we find out?" I had rather hoped to make that discovery without such imminent risk," he said dryly.. "It's okay honey, I understand. Sit down and lets get those tears wiped away and then we can go to my house."I sat down on a box of books and Mrs. Hunter pulled out the tail of her blouse and wiped my eyes. When she lifted her blouse to dry my eyes I could just barely see the bottom of her bra and for the first time ever I thought about Mrs. Hunter as a woman, not a principal or a teacher.As we drove to her house I turned sideways in my seat and looked at her and saw an older but nice looking.