" Evan, that means you might not get a chance to change back." I know. It'll be fine. I don't know what about me is different, but I'mhappy with who I...am. Well," he shifted a little in his seat, "mostly. " I kind of figured you'd say that." I smiled. "I think I've come to thesame conclusion." What?" gasped Elizabeth. "Elles, you have the chance to change yourselfback. To change everything back! You have to take it. You can't give upwho you are for a bunch of oblivious strangers. Not after.... "I spent a a half hour up here, piecing it all together." It was at that moment, that I knew for certain that she figured it out. My stomach dropped. "And I spent another fifteen minutes, trying to decide if I wanted to confront you about it. So I decided I'm going to. Because I couldn't get it out of my head, so talking about it seemed best." I knew exactly what she was talking about, and the exact thought process she was going through. But still, I played dumb."What the hell are you--" You. My fingers rolled, pulled, tugged, squeezed and even pinched his nipples causing him to groan, stand up straight again and push his hips forward. I took my mouth off of his straining cock, letting it hit against my chest as my lips, mouth and tongue replaced my fingers and I spent sometime time licking, sucking and kissing each nipple in turn. I could feel his big cock throbbing against my chest. He was breathing harder now, but I wanted to prolong this amazing experience for both of us. I. My friends and I had discovered playboy magazines and had a horde to look at high up in our tree house. The neighbor girls were allowed to come up to the tree house but we had a secret hiding place for the magazines.Between us guys, we talked about how our willies and wangers kept getting hard and staying that way for a long time. We did notice that prolonged study of the female forms within the Playboys did cause some secretions from our hard dicks.That's when it happened. I woke up one.