Merlin's life force was burning too, but slower. He looked around 17 now, and he was still aging as he burned his his own life force in a desperate bi... to destroy the Curse.My limbs shook convulsively as my body kept growing. I tried to kick the creature, but it didn't work. The mists kept pulling together, creating a tangible form. My body had aged to about 10 when my kicking feet found something solid and squishy. The creature faltered and dropped me, letting out a deep, inhuman howl like. Now both my feet were in nylon right in front of her sight. “Mmmm such a good boy. I didn't say you could stop massaging my pantyhose feet Brian. Go on” I did as she told me to. And unfroze but very much baffled by this whole scenario. “This are my stockings, im i right?” I nodded while i kept on massaging her pretty hosed feet. “I knew that you were the one trying and even stealing some of my pantyhose. But that's ok Brian. So much hormones in little teenage boys. Hehe” I had to say something. I wrote as I spoke. Try to get me to stop. But I somehow learned from one particular teacher. She would suggest that when I was writing, to pretend I was talking. Take a breath. Anywhere you take a breath put in a comma. I still sometimes wonder if I use the semicolon correctly; such as here?I became a drawing fiend in my class this year. I would draw top down views of little cars on race tracks. I would even draw 'damaged' cars in wrecks on the speedway.I know this was my dad watching the Auto. His dick by the time had grown in full length and was tight and pointing straight. That’s when his dick reminded me of Shane Diesel. Pretty much looked alike.Rakesh and Shyam meanwhile were stroking their dicks too and were standing on either side and pressing my boobs. Adarsh had got up, wiped himself, and was pressing my ass from behind.Sammy made me stand up and took me to the bed. He lay down first and made me lie over him, facing my back towards him. I placed my legs on either side of him.