To my horror, mylegs are continuing to shorten, my shrinking feet no longer touching thefloor. It's horrifying, terrifying, traumatising......but I'm ...ard.I look down and see my cock fully rigid and yes, I am so, so hard. Myballs are drawn up tight and I want nothing more than to scream, but notout of fear, no; something else. Something tickles my back and I reachbehind only to feel a sharp pulling against my head. I pull it over myshoulder. It's my hair, long and black and running down past. These people are involved in behavior modification. I think that for a price they would be willing to 'modify' Steve to the point so that he would be willing to cancel the agreement.Janet still couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I don't believe it. He is to strong willed and selfish. I don't think anything could get him to change his mind like that." After a slight pause, "Besides, how do you know about something like this?"Sue hesitated before she continued. She knew that what she. "You have fat tits there, you little bitch."The situation aroused me more than anything else. He was anything but old for a caretaker and, unlike the boys, a real man. I even had thought of him a few times over the last couple of weeks when I had masturbated. When he started squeezing my breasts with both hands, I had to think about that. I had imagined how rude he would be. And that was exactly how he now was. He behaved exactly as expected.He pulled me close and stuck his tongue down my. As it sluiced downhis chest and belly, over his cock and balls, along his thighs andcalves, coursing over his back and following the curves of his buttocks,he felt as if the water were somehow washing away the stupidity and theignorance of the general public. The water seemed to carry away withit, down the drain, notions of angels bowling, of God at an easel uponwhich his work in progress consisted of a blue sky and green grass andleaves, and of boys and girls who had sexually differentiated.