Knowing you are touching yourself. I like when we do it together. You’re all I have right now. I hope you will not mind that I call you to ... well,...you know.”“Of course not. I love when you call. Do you want to do it now?” John asked.“Yes. Take yours out. I’m touching myself already.”“Give me a minute, Mom. I need to shut down the computer and get on the bed.”I played with myself while I waited. “Did you take it out?” I smiled as I thought about how brazen I had become with John.“Okay, Mom, I. " I answered. I looked around the room. There were men playing pool as the smoke hung over the pool table like clouds. You could hear the cracking of the pool balls over the music. Onstage a dancer was dancing to Elmore James 'Shake Your Moneymaker.' She was captivating as she did her thing. Finally, about two beers later, I could hear the distinct harmonica sound of Jimmy Reed come over the old speakers. My dancer friend appeared on stage as the music started to play. I immediately recognized. Yeh kehtey hue Reshmi ulta hogayee. Maine uske peeche se mera lund unki bur me daal ne key liye ek jor ka jhatka maaraa to Reshmi ne kaha ki “Thoda dheere se maarooonnnn Naaaa.” Phir maine uske baalon ko pakad ke lund ghusaneka kaam zaari rakha. Ek taraf Reshmi ke chud me apna lund ko andar le jaane ke liye jor jor se jhatke maar rahaa tha to doosrey taraf uske chuchio ko buri tarah se masal rahaa tha. Kuch der ke baad Reshmi ne mouning karte huye poocha ki “aur kitna bahar hai” to maine. Two days later.I walk into the gym again and I have the urge to tan, again (ofcourse I would, if I didn't the story would end here...). I'mwearing very large clothing and I'm trying not to think about mynow Size A breasts and large hips. I undress and put on thetanner and step into the bed. This time I try to stay awake but,to my dismay, I don't. I wake up and feel even weirder than theprevious times. I get up and notice that Petey (my penis) hasshrunk considerably and my breasts are now solid.