They snuggled up to me and nuzzled against my oversized breasts, thought well it wont hurt their nice lads , I wasnt wearing a bra and Mark and Trevo... started to softly stroke them from either side of me and the stroking brought my nipples up to attention, Mark then said wow Miss your tits are unbelievable dont mind if we have a look do you , and without waiting for an answer undid the front of my dress and pulled it down so both my breasts were on show, this went on for quite a while with. . and HOT!She started massaging the warm oil in to my back and said 'you know, I always had a thing for you back in school'. I replied 'yeh? Probably best that you kept that to yourself back then!' She laughed and said 'me and friends used to joke about how big we thought your cock would be'. At this point she had not seen my cock, I was naked, but I was laying on my belly. I told her 'well when I turn over, you're going to be disappointed'. She said 'it can't be that small, you're a big. It occurred to me that shecould be lying down in a hole in the ground, unable to move and seriouslyhurt.I was about to start calling out her name when my eyes caught sight ofsomething out of ordinary. As we would find out, the demon was not theonly and not even the strangest manifestation of magic around.At first, it was just a bit of blur in my peripheral vision, not unlikethe visual effects that a tiny speck of dirt in one's eye might cause. Iblinked, assuming it would go away, but it didn't.. Melinda, without really reading ahead, read a story about a woman who had forcibly feminized her husband. I didn’t show too much of a reaction, but her passing remark, “we’ll have to dress you up like a woman when we get home”, certainly got my attention. And yes, I was immediately intrigued and excited. But I felt like expressing that would somehow make me look silly, so I kept it to myself. But I thought that it would be exciting to be “forced” to squeeze into some constrictive undergarments,.