I typed back, "How well hung are you?" and sent it off. Minutes later the reply was "Ten inches long, seven around”."Ten inches? No way," I thought,...and typed, "Sure, go ahead and send me one photo of this huge thing."A few minutes later, a picture of a big, fat black cock appeared in my screen."Think you could handle it?" Well, I really don't know." Just could write back."Baby, you've never been fucked by a ten inches cock?" I have never really fucked by something so huge." Ever wonder how it. . our face." She picked up the box and heldit out to him. "You have to pick it up. If we both touchit, we'll swap bodies instead of transforming you." Alright," He steeled himself. "See you in 24 hours,penis!"He picked up the medallion and the familiar tinglingstarted. Dan strained to keep his body under control as thetransformation happened, he didn't want the sunglasses orthe mask to fall off. The waves of pleasure weren't asstrong as before, or maybe his marathon sessions with Jennmade it. Instead Fiona felt a thrill of anticipation. She suppressed the feeling with a shudder of self-loathing."No," she croaked. "Please, I beg you, leave us alone." Or," said Max, ignoring Fiona's objection, "we could always bring daddy in from the paddy-wagon and use him as a mattress like we did with that family last year. 'Course he's skinnier than what-was-his-name so it would be harder on the women." He's here? My husband, Hack?" Yeah. He's in the wagon. You want him in here? You could tell him. . ! Dear Lord! She had to get out of there... away from this terrible man and his evil house... !Desperately, she tried to jerk her hand free as tears of shame and rage streamed down her cheeks, but his huge, powerful hand was like a vise clutching her own. She struggled with him, knocking the glass from his hand to shatter on the floor, even knowing it was useless as she remembered the locked door, but in her panic she could think of nothing else but being free of his bestial touch, and.