What would I be this time? What was she going todo? With no small amount of trepidation, I looked down at my hands.My hands were still hands. I loo...ed up as a shadow loomed over myhead. A huge, manicured, red nailed hand was reaching down toward me.Melie's index finger was easily taller than my whole body by the sizeof my head. I must have been less than three inches tall, a veritableTom Thumb. Of course, as before, as I shrank, my clothes did not.Melie picked my diminutive, naked body up. I lifted my bum from the bed and Margaret carefully pulled my briefs down as to not hurt my erection or my shaved balls in the process. Throwing my briefs away, she pushed my cock against my stomach and licked the underside. Then she started licking and sucking on my hairless balls. I was in seventh heaven.“Oooh, your lips and tongue are sooo exciting my sexy lady.”“Mmm, I love your shaved balls, Erik. I want to feel your beautiful, hard cock between my tits, my horny Viking. I want to see your. “Been there, done that.”“Oh?” Jessica hadn’t heard that from him.He shrugged. “Megan was complaining about ‘female problems’ and I had to take them to the doctor. Thank God, Rhonda lived long enough to make their first appointments with her OB-GYN. It was during the spring. They were both having irregular periods, so he put them both on the pill.”Jessica nodded. “It runs in the family. I had the same problem. It really freaked Daddy out when he found out.”“It freaked me out, too. I had no idea. .. walking away questioning other peoples sexual backgrounds and how well they say they do their due dilligence concerning safe health. One last reason... partaking in a 3 some situation only confirms through the way I look at things... and that would be of very little significance to our special friendship. I do not have the ability to close off portions of my mind or vision going into the unknown with very little value. If I had those skills for reasons pertaining to my work or for a.