'Then someone spoke up, and said that he wondered whether anyone would like to see the man used in an exhibition for as long as he could stay alive. A...sort of gladiator contest between this man and some others who were wrestlers at a local sports club. A faction of the crowd thought this was a good idea, but others decried it as old hat. After all, nobody had insulted the Emir in his own Palace for years and so some special punishment was called for.Kamal Qumsiyeh then said the traditional. Fir main uski nighty uteri usn epehle mana kiya fir ankh band karke chup ho gayi or apni ankh nahi kholi jab tak maine usko pura nanga na kar diya kya kayamat hai wo main dekhta hi reh gaya or wo Sharma gayi or mujhe hug karliya or boli main bot dino se tumhe pana chahti thi aub chod k mat jana ……maine bola theek hai meri jaan nahi jaunga or uske doodhoo dabane laga or galo pe katne laga wo khush thi or mujhe kis kar rahi thi paglo ki trah….. Aub main uske doodhoo ko choosne laga or wo ahe. "Oh shit," Glenn said. His hand went to cover his hard on."Why the fuck is your cock out?" Anita asked angrily."I'm sorry. I can explain." Glenn stammered. He wondered if he really could, though. "It was out before I picked you up, and then I didn't get a chance to put it away, and..." He was pretty sure he'd blown it. She was giving him a dubious look. His heart was sinking. "Listen, I'll pull over here, and put it away. Okay? And if you want to get out and find another ride, you can. I'll. I moved down to my chest; those were boobs. They were small, but thenipples looked huge and they definitely felt like tits. As I felt myselfup, I drifted further down and settled at my dick. It didn't feel rightcalling it that, barely more than a couple of inches, it hung in front ofa tiny sack that didn't really hang at all.My mind felt satisfied, I had orientated to my new body, so I turned tolook at my girlfriend's room. I had spent plenty of time in here and Iwas definitely shorter than I.