"Twenty-eight years old," Jim ovalled the words with incredulity. She was breath taking, had a far better body than lots of the fourteen and even sixt...en year old girls he'd been fucking. He grinned to himself and then at Mark and Robert who slumped against the wall, their heads fallen to the sides as they snored. Legs stretched out straight in front of them, they looked like two drunken soldiers with the empty whiskey bottles separating their bodies.The leader of the gang riveted his hungry. The only thing I knew for certain was that I was confused. What did this mean about my friendship with Lindsay? Would we keep being friends or would it be weird between us. God, I hoped not. I really enjoyed being with her. Just then I heard the door to the bathroom open. "Is that you Lindsey?" i asked. "Yea it's me. I really need to go to the bathroom, do you mind?" she replied. "No that's fine" I said. "I'm actually glad you stayed. I think we need to talk about what just happened. I think we. The games were about to begin.*** Here we were at my home in the “Dungeon” as I lovingly called it. I wasn’t deep into Sadism, but I liked the ring of the name. I put her to sleep and stripped her down, and decided it was time to get to work. First I wanted to take my true form, or at least my more sexually oriented form. First I grew to 7 feet tall, thickening out until I looked like a cross between a NBA player and a gladiator. Then came the time for the main course. I let my cock grow to 14. I want to be sure we are on the same page." "That sounds good. Do you have any rules in mind? I know that I do." "Well, I don't want to feel like you are sneaking around behind my back or hiding things from me. I would like to let me know whenever the two of you get together." "I don't want to need your permission to see him!" "I am not saying you need my permission, just let me know. It could be as simple as texting me that you are going over to his place." "Anything else?" "Well, given my.