By the time the dogs had gone outside, everyone was washed and the kitchen was cleaned up, it was time to leave.I pointed out the apartment building w...ere Annette lived to Laurie as we drove past it. She wanted to stop but was OK when I told her we had to work and couldn't do it today.When we got to the mall, Jack stopped us at the bench he and Daddy usually sat on while we were in class."Laurie, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to go over to the window over there and look inside so you. All I want is to know is, that if you did, I pray you're not one of those guys that does then runs away, without making a comment on what it was that made you cum. You see, if I know that, then my stories can only get better, so please, read, and only if you had a wank, say what bit got you off, in the comments section after the story. Lots of love and happy reading.1.) Puberty and the urge for sex, my brother, mother and daddyI sometimes wonder when a woman writes about an event in her life,. "Have a beer," he smiles at his accomplices pulling out a six pack of cheep beer from the fridge."I think my bottle needs a little wetting," I hear one of the guys say. "You only used her ass right?" he questions his compatriot."Yeah," I hear a sneer."Good," came the reply from behind me. "This'll do." A sudden shock came to my system as the man shoves the ice-cold neck of his beer up my hot pussy. "I wonder how far it will go?"The other four came around back of me to watch as the man slowly. How it felt to feel my chestswelling as my tiny, budding breasts swelled slightly larger. How itfelt to make myself smaller, shorter. I'd done it each time in tinyincrements, so small that they weren't noticeable, but I KNEW, eachtime, that I was smaller, and it made my cock rock-hard in my hand whenI was stroking it. As I walked, I thought of all the little curves I'dadded to myself. Of how I'd made my limbs thinner and more feminine.Hairless. How I'd reshaped my face, making it more.