To any passer by it looked as thoughthe seat was now empty but Christopher was working the magic that hecould only do once a year and only for someone...who really deserved it.Christopher was now reordering the threads of both time and realityitself and creating a new reality for the soul that was once Timothy.Rebirth.It was now nearly eight O clock on the morning of Christmas day in theyear of 1963 and in the small back bedroom of a downstairs terraced flatsomewhere in the North of England a. It would have been less embarrassing if he would at least let me fuck him. But keeping the relationship proper made all of this incredibly embarrassing somehow.When we arrived at the track, my pussy was once again sloppy wet. Grandpa handed me a wet wipe and I cleaned the dildo before we headed for the track. The stands at the stadium were riddled with men, some reading, some watching the runners.“You younger girls usually have an escort to your exercise events. You’re always watched.” He. Tucker didn't care though. His eyes were fixed onto the face that was now warped fully into his mother. His enlarged nipples brushed against his shirt as his chest pushed out, sending a rush of pleasure through his body. His nipples grew hard. Tucker's mind was too shocked and he didn't put up any resistance. The age poured on and Sherry's mind took control rapidly."Huh? Where am I? How'd I get in the bathroom?" Sherry exclaimed as she tried to get what was happening. She looked down at her. " She snatched the plate from in front of Jennifer and ran into the kitchen.I glared at Jennifer and she declared, "That's right Daddy, I'm an ungrateful little beotch!" She then ran up to her room.I looked at the kitchen, shifted my stare to the stairway, studied at my plate and started to eat – hey I was going to finally enjoy a meal in peace...Flashback – Todd – On the islandWhere the hell was I? Oh yeah, I was shot in the neck with a dart while exploring the camp. But now, as my vision.