I'd heard from my friend that it hurt badly the first time, mostly because it expanded so far past any girth she'd ever experienced. I wanted to feel ...hat fullness with his knot buried deep in my snatch, but at the same time I feared the pain. Looking back now, I find that fear silly. I had given birth to my two children and one without medication. His knot was nothing compared to a baby's head. No matter how the night turned out, I knew I had Jason to keep me and Hercules calm. Just knowing he. At 5:30 I was entering the garage and headed upstairs to get ready for the night.I was not sure if it was genetic or not, but one thing I am glad of is that as Bo, I never had to shave. The leg, underarm, and bikini hair I had always trimmed as Chris grows out as soon as I become Bo, but never anything noticeable on my face. Which is kind of a shame. I think I would look bad-assed with a mustache like Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction, or Quincy Jones. Or even better, Richard Roundtree in. ” She sat down, still wearing her knee socks, panties and patent leather shoes. Spreading her thighs wide, she rubbed the wet front panel of her panties, while licking her lips. “Do you want me to take these off, Ptofessor?” she teased. “No! I’ll do that!” I knelt down and began kissing my way up her legs. Starting at her knees, just above her socks, I dragged my tongue halfway up her left leg, and then repeated it on the right leg. The closer I got to the junction of her thighs, the more. But it would have been a horrific life. That's why you wantedto switch - you saw everything going downhill and didn't know how tostop it."He thought about that and then started to nod, very slowly. He asked meif perhaps we should go ask Elena to change us back, but that waspointless. She had been very specific that the change could not happenuntil November 1st."Besides," I said, "she already knows. As I was walking home, she passedme in her car and grinned at me." So, what now?" Simple. I.