By the end of the school year I was now a good 4" long. Joe gaveup on the "Danny weenie, little peenie" bit. And I'm not getting anystares from the ot...er guys any more. I wouldn't say that I'm quite upinto Joe's category yet but at least I'm now as big as some of the otherguys - and in fact, bigger than a few of them.Now that he's stopped kidding me about the size of my "equipment", I'vefound that Joe's not a bad guy after all. We've been hanging aroundtogether more and more lately and he's. I swept my gaze over the cheer team. I loved breeding girls. They all had flushed faces, nipples dimpling the front of their sports bras. Some rubbed at their pleated skirts, or beneath them, pussies clearly begging for my futa-cock's attention.“BECKY!”CLAP! CLAP!“You can tell the crowd wants Becky to breed the visiting team's cheerleaders,” the announcer said. “Thrust a little Husky spirit into their tight cunts.”I shuddered at that word. Cunt. This was so wild. I hoped this was still going. It was one of those drunk ass nights with friends, you knowwhere you get so fucked up," Colt said."It happens to the best of us," Kris smiled.Colt and Corey headed off to their rooms. Kris smiled at me before wecalled it a night."What a shock about Colt huh?" I asked."Yeah it was. Testing the limits has been fun though." I just hope we haven't started something here." I seriously doubt that. Look who you're talking about here." I agree but I know what I witnessed." Not one minute or one night. Typical men, she giggled.Her mood improved as she saw her reflection; she saw an average-to-pretty woman looking back. No trace of "guy" here.As she moved towards the table, Dave and Ron stood, a nice gesture, shethought. Dave leant in and kissed her, his hand doing a quick grope ofher right arse cheek and leg. Ron was sitting back down as thishappened, so missed it.Dave sat and winked at her. After a few minutes of polite meaninglessconversation the waiter arrived."What would you like to.