Itwasn't a pear, he thought. His body reminded him of something else.That's it! An hourglass. He looked more like an hourglass in shape. Howodd...he n...ver thought of himself in that way.He continued to stare, knowing in his gut that something was wrong. Heknew that he looked different somehow, but he couldn't make sense of it.Was it his swollen chest? That might be it, but that was only atemporary problem, right? Sure his proportions had changed, but hereally didn't have an issue with it, did. Imogen could be torn to pieces by one of the wolf packs or desanguinated by a vampire. A troll might bludgeon her to death. Hadgrid's spiders might capture her, and taking her to their lair, paralyze her with poison, planting their eggs inside her and leaving her alive for months until the eggs hatched and the young arachnids began to feed. But there were even worse fates than this. McGonnigal could not stop her mind from considering all the various alternatives, and hoped that Imogen would. Melinda had to exercise a great deal of effort to tear her eyes from this and lead them to the stairs.Richie had gambled that the two of them would be back to their regular routine Monday morning, and he had not been disappointed. He tried to convince himself that he was simply curious, but this was just a cover for his true feelings. He was envious of Jason.Richie was not half the lover that he claimed to be. The truth was, he had yet to have "real" sex with a girl. He's used his hands, had. As he sucked me he cupped my balls and teased them, I could feel them tightening as precum began to rise up my cock. He pulled back and licked the tip as my precum began to ooze out. He said "MMM your cum tastes good. I want you to shoot your load in my mouth." He began rapidly stroking on my throbbing cock squeezing more precum out then shoved my cock back in his mouth sucking me hard. I leaned back as I felt my load of cum begin to squirt into his mouth with great force over and over 5 or 6.