"Pretty good chicky - want a drink?" Simon was already standing up, his hips swaying a bit when he leaned onto the table for her answer. "Umm, a Scotc... and Dry?" Coming right up."Simon strode across the mostly empty room and caught the attention of the bartender. Liz turned her attention to her boyfriend. He reached across the table and stroked the back of her hand with cold fingers, the condensation from his beer leaving little trails across her skin. "I'm glad you decided to come out Liz;. And have a towel around. I started with the head first massaged her head and slowly slowly going down to her shoulder and she was enjoying like she had a god like experience. When I asked about her husband she said that he is on ship for 4 month. So I understood she might be hungry for many days. So the evil part of me took over the good part of me.. I then shifted the massage to the chest part from the shoulder area.. She was really enjoying and complimented me for the massage.I slowly started. Then his legs started to shorten,making them look even more thick. Leeaf's boots of stealthiness slidfrom his now chubby but little feet and made an ironically loud soundwhen they reached the floor. Everyone was mesmerized looking at thechange, as Leeaf still looked like himself from the waist up, but therest of his body seemed to be from a very short fat man. Until thenext change happened, in front of everybody, and then she definitelylooked like a very short fat woman.The last change moved. And who is Cindy? It's definitely not his wife. I text back that this is Anna. He apologizes repeatedly saying that he must have messed up my contact information with someone else, Cindy.I reply that there isn't a problem and that he has a nice ass. I think it's OK to flirt a bit since I know he is married and there is no way he would reciprocate.I was wrong. Oh shit. He sends back a video of his cock flapping. I send a quick message back asking what his wife thinks of his sexting so late. That.