” We walked, not back to Smyth as I had expected, but in a direction further away from where she lay. We walked through several more storerooms, eac... full to bursting with stacks of new crates. Miles turned and grabbed my arm, gripping it tightly as another much louder rumbling shook the tunnel system. That time I stayed on my feet, though the guard took a tumble. I grinned at him. I don’t think he liked that much. We were walking quickly before the lights came back on. It was obvious Miles. We’ll give it one more day. Are you sure it’s not hurting or burning?” mom asked as she put her soft hand on my balls and felt for a fever.“No. Everything feels good. I got up to pee last night and it felt so good, I had to take it for a ride myself ... and BOY, MOM ... it was still working good.”“Well, we’ll check it out real good after I get home today. You have my number at work, just call me if you have any problems,” mom said and kissed my lips lightly, patted my dick, then left.I took a. . this isn't right." She unbuttoned her uniform shirt. Somehow,it had become a one-piece with her pants. They fell to the ground.Beneath it, a dark pink tube top struggled to contain a pair of 36-Cbreasts. Her waist had narrowed, the flesh pooling around her hips andbuttocks - she was _packing_ now. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans,the legs shredded to form a sort of skirt that flowed about her verylong, well-formed legs.Her friend seemed astonished. "Matt, what... what the - my. I mean, sure, we love each other and all, but it's sex that we really like with each other. We just love doing it." "Have you had sex with any others?" I asked. "Yes, it's kind of funny, in a way. I was friends with a girl at school, Jenny, and she once confided in me that she and her older brother were having sex. Well. I got up my nerve and told her about Paul and me and that we did it for fun more than romance. She said they did too and wanted to know what I would think about trading.".