We had been together for about 2 years before I found out, dating ever since we left school at 18. We were so in love, everyone of my friends was jeal...us that their boyfriend didn’t look at them, the way John looked at me. We planned to be together forever, him promising to marry me, before my 25th birthday. We would then move to Florida to start a family. But then the bruises came. Only small ones along my spine at first, but as the weeks went on they got bigger and bigger and doubling in. I wrote it all down, and to my surprise, it actually turned out to be pretty funny. After a mere 20 minutes, I leaned back in my chair and cracked my knuckles. I had churned out three pages of gold man, pure gold. Then another thought came to me as I glared at the screen. If I submit this story, people will read it? I sent the story to the site without another thought.My door flew open just as I clicked "send," and my sister stepped in, blocking out the loud music by shutting the door behind. “Doesn’t my mound feel so good, daddy? Don't you like how smooth it feels since I shaved it last night?" “I do, Moll’s. It's so much like your mother's. So soft and smooth and hot!” I said and slid my finger down right on top of her perfect verticalness to feel her knob hiding behind the delicate flesh.“DADDY!” Molly exclaimed as my finger massaged what hid, “That’s my. . . oh God. . . that feels so good. . . so much better than when I feel it myself!”I imagined my sixteen year old daughter. Mybalance was exquisite as I bent over backwards till I was bent in half with myhands flat on the floor. My body may have looked like it was frail but I hadbuilt strength into my muscles that no normal woman would have had and myreflexes were so fast and sharp that when I went into overdrive, the beating ofa hummingbirds wings would have looked like stop action photography.I knew I had to get dressed and check out the world to see how it felt, Idesigned clothing on the figure that was still on.