Sadly by the end ofthat week his Aunt had decreed he had regained enough mobility to starttrying to move about the room, and that had led to their fir...t argumentas they both smelled the night shirt he had insisted on continuing towear while bedridden. His Aunt had promptly stripped him down to just hissocks and plastic covered diaper before heading out to retrieve theimplements for a much needed sponge bath. While that made him feel evenmore infantilized, he knew from his own reeking smell that. " Numbly, I did. It was soft, fleshy, and itfelt pleasurable to touch them. "Your breasts are beginning to grow." As if Ihadn't noticed. "Why?" I thought. Jenny was silent.I got home from the bus stop, did my homework, ate dinner, and attended toall the various things that needed doing--I even completed another eightpages of my book report--and began to get ready for bed. I realized that itwas 10:00 pm, and the tickle was making my mind feel exhausted, as well as mybody. I pulled off my shirt. When they were full, Alfie yipped a couple of times and the three of them left the antelope and came over to us.The five newcomers seemed surprised to see us. Bev sent over an OK for them to finish the antelope and they rushed over to it and started tearing into it. It seemed strange to see them snarling at each other as they ate. Our three had each taken a section and had at it with no arguing.On the way back to the cave, I said, "Well, what are you going to do with these guys? You know you've. The sight has me drooling like an idiot.All her features are fully visible. Those shorts are like a second skin showing off her flat tummy and the outline of her luv lips. The view has me licking my lips. Her bum is a dream, well proportioned and the material is buried deep in her crack. My dolly is still saluting. Hell, she is only thirteen."Oh Uncle Don, that looks good, and I am hungry."So am I, but not for food.The late lunch goes well; I manage to keep my cool and lower feelings concealed..