He’s come a long way. And a lot of that is because of the woman who is, coincidentally, sitting next to him. ‘I’ve actually known Meredith for a...lot longer than I have Brandon. We’ve gone to the same schools together since I was a fourth grader, when I moved into the area. I didn’t know her well, especially because she was in a lower grade than me, but you know how it is with people you’ve spent years with—you pick things up about them. I knew she was musically talented, I knew she got good. I really should call it a prick, or a cock, she thought, and not a thingy. ‘Mmmm, Darren?’ She asked casually, although she was literally on fire down below. ‘Yes?’ ‘What do you call it?’ ‘Pussy.’ ‘No, silly, your thingy.’ ‘Oh, I… err, you mean my cock. I call it my cock. But I also call it Henry.’ ‘Henry?’ She tried not to, but couldn’t suppress a giggle. ‘Every guy I know has a pet name for their, um, err, cock.’ ‘I’m sorry, I don’t mean to laugh,’ she said, still giggling, but he noted she. Nice!" I said. I looked down at her huge ass. She was wearing a pair of large black granny panties. They covered most of her ass. Some fell out the side. She tried to reach around with her fake cock, to rub her covered pussy. Her huge breast blocked her hands and her arms. The back of her black bra, had already lost one metal clasp. The four others looked like they might go next.She finally touched her panties with the fake cock. Her face turned red. She then smiled. I was standing there with. "Where... where am I?" stuttered Nick."In Marcus house my lovely creature." the man replied.His use of the word lovely frightened Nick. He'd become so confused recently. He kind of felt like he'd been at some wild party. His head felt heavy and he felt a little disoriented. However he had a sense that whatever had happened it had been fun."Who are you?" he asked the strange man. Realising that he looked like some kind of medic Nick continued. "What happened to me? Am I okay?" Oh my little Nicky.