"Doing what," she asked as she grunted from the deep thrusts of her man."Fucking me," I reluctantly respond.Maria smiled, "You are fantasizing about m... fiancé's cock fucking your pregnant cunt, is that what you are telling me." Yes," I whispered, quite humiliated."Yes what, tell me exactly," she demanded."I want your fiancé's cock fucking my pregnant cunt, is that what you want to hear?" I said now more frustrated than embarrassed.Maria smiled, her demeanor completely changing to cheery, "Well. Now Laura was stuck with a situation. Maybe two, three, four situations were out there on her horizon. First and foremost in her mind, should I, and how should I, tell Dan? Second, how do I tell Greg, yes, I meant what I said, I did love you last night, maybe do love you today, but that love must fit into a broader context. Third, how do I deal with myself? I loved what Greg and I did last night with each other. I want more! I think I just might actually love Greg in a certain way. It was the. " Suddenly her figurine startedmoving backwards, and shrinking as it did, till it looked like a child. She screamed as she shrank, her voice changing tone and her clothesloosening on her. When she stopped, her clothes started to shrink on andchange shape till she looked like a normal 11 or 12 year old girl. Shejumped up and ran to the bathroom, and came back crying a bit.Jeb comforted her, reminding her that it would wear off after the game wasfinished. She relaxed a little at this and told. .."I reached down to my slip and motioned to my budding breasts. (I was little more than an A cup at this point, but my nipples were quite large and red thanks to the drug therapy.)"Oh, sweetie..." She murmured, fussing with my curls and bangs. "You may have been a 'guy' but you were never really a man, were you?" Yes, I was! I had a girlfriend and everything. Kaitlin was going to marry me..." Kaitlin is a fine girl! She was never going to marry you!" She argued. "She was a petite and beautiful.