Mom changed that.After a few weeks, while mom was on her back, pressing 35 pounds and I was staring at her camel toe, she asked me if I really did lik... looking at her "tummy". She had been making so many little comments that could have been taken another way that I decided to make my own. I said I loved seeing her "tummy" and I'd love to see more. She just smirked and I went back to complimenting her on her progress telling her that she was really going to be developing a knockout body. Mom. And that is not a result of my magic... unless you consider THIS magic.”He held up a huge prick that even in its flaccid state looked way too massive for any woman to accept. As he held his prick, he attempted to smile, but it came out as a crooked leer. Then he said, “Sometimes I even impregnate them and they give birth to another Genderuwo. All of that keeps us strong and keeps our numbers up.”“That is once again the power of magic... I think,” the Blob blubbered, “but it looks like you do. When we got back to the picnic Nora explained to the children that she and I would come to some of their events. It was up to each one of them to give us a copy of their games schedule and other events like band and choir concerts.She told them that there was no way we could make them all but we would see as many as possible on our free nights. They all ran to their mothers and asked for schedules of their events. We all knew that mothers always have a little calendar or in today's society an. I leaned back in my chair, satisfied that my demands had been met. A few minutes later, she re-entered the room and began weaving through it, headed for my table. She leaned over as though to whisper in my ear and dropped her panties in my purse. I grabbed her hand and pulled her in close, whispering directly in her ear "I want you to be standing up at that podium, dripping wet, thinking about how I'm going to fuck you afterwards. I want your pussy juice running down your legs thinking about.