Then both men grew thinner, smaller. They were shrinking -- no, they were growing younger, aging backward into their teens. There was more of a youthf...l look to them. Their suits seemed to shrink with them, so that the clothes continued to fit. In a few moments, they looked like two mid form boys, each about twelve, dressed as if for Sunday church.Then things began to get interesting.The boys' long hair plaited itself into pigtails. Their pants fused together, and the cloth moved up their legs. I have feelings for her. I think that she likes me a little. I’m going to be making calls and traveling from time to time. I might need you to help me with some arrangements.’ ‘Paul, I think that’s wonderful!’ Marge exclaimed. ‘Why the big secret? Is there something … you know …?’ ‘Oh, no! She’s single and unattached, as I am. Unattached, that is, except to our jobs. We would just like to keep things low-key. It’s easier that way. There is a little complication right now that’s not of our. "Yep," she said. "Tole me his daddy hid it in the smokehouse, right under the firepit." Pretty smart," I said."Let's go get it," she said with a smile. "We'll be rich." Guess its the boy's, ain't it?" I said."He'll share. I'm sure he will," she said, looking like she was sorry she told me.I got permission when I explained what the goal was. The army could use gold more than anybody just then, and Jimmy said he would give half to the government, if we would go fetch it. So off we went, Wendy and. In fact most of her breasts were now neatly tucked into the hollows of her armpits. But there was enough padding still front and center to satisfy me and I snuffled and licked and nipped with great satisfaction. It also gave me no end of pleasure to realize that I’d finally shut up her giggling. Now she was moaning and the pitch was steadily getting higher especially when I stuck my hand between her legs and stroked the slick swollen lips of her pussy. My fingers slid right into the slippery.