" I am not," he objected.She pressed her lips together as she focussed on the T.V. screen. "We should have a Sadie Hawkins Dance." I don't know how to...break this to you," he lifted her left hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing the rings on her finger, "But you already have a man. And besides," he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "Since college, I have developed waaay more confidence."Around mid-morning the next day, Matt received a text from his good friend, Dylan Lancaster. It. Taking a deep breath, I reached up and tried to scratch at my chest, which was still feeling extremely itchy. However, when I did so, I was immediately startled by several things. I felt my fingernails scratching my skin, which they've never been long enough to do, and my chest felt sort of....puffy underneath my fingers. Confused, I opened my eyes and held my hand out, staring in disbelief at it. My hand and arm were thinner than normal and missing all of the usual hair. And my. "That's right, Dave! After eight years of putting up with dad, we both loved to hear her laughing like that. Okay, Mandy, what are you planning to do now? Wait, don't tell me. You aren't planning anything, you are just going to take things as they happen, you are just going to keep pushing Mom until she really does freak the fuck out or she learns and enjoys what a slut you can be? Am I right?" Pretty much! I mean if she wants to talk to me about it, you know I will." Yeah, I know you will. I. This was the first time I could get a proper look at his body; a very slim, swimmers build, defined yet not immediately noticeable abs, short brown hair with a curved fringe. And then there was his cock. Every bit as great as his brothers, thick and strong at about 7 or 8" long, uncut and throbbing. Oozing precum like blood from a wound.At first it seemed that he didn't notice me standing there but then he spoke, directly at me. "If you're anything like Derek says, you must be loving this..." I.