.. If you come before I am inside you then all safe words are out the window. You cannot escape and I will force my fist into you whether you are able...to handle it or not." Yes mistress," I replied as I tried to start relaxing. She had kept my cock caged for over a week and I was aching for release. It was going to take every ounce of my will power and self"One" control to relax enough to handle this"Two" to receive my reward of finally being able to come. I was being"Three" stretched further. But I wasstill 16 years old mentally."How is this possible?" I asked, "I was 16 years old and 6'8" talllast night. How could I become 6 years old and 4'2" tall?" Cindy made you that way," my aunt replied, "you shouldn't havehad sex with her. But what's done is done. I won't be having her overhere as a baby sitter anymore." But how did she do it?" She's a mistress of transformation."I had no idea what a mistress of transformation was. I had neverheard of such a thing. "What's that?" I asked."A. I ran my hands over her lovely round arse cheeks as if it was the smoothest of marble sculptures. I dragged my mouth over her soft velvety skin, kissing and licking it all over. I heard Lena sigh deeply and then say,"Oh Ann, don't tease me like that. Suck my pussy Ann, lick my clitty, go on Ann, I need it so bad."I slithered my tongue across the wide expanse of her cheek, to her gaping wet gash, and licked it from top to bottom, getting a mouthful of cunt cream as I ran my tongue up to her. He was just quietly supportive, from the background. So, Mom danced with dancing partners. She'd never had a particular one, but they came and went in series, some lasting longer than others. They would call for her in their tuxedoes and she'd sweep down the stairs in some glittering outfit, revealing a lot of leg, and after giving Dad a chaste peck on the cheek, her chisel-jawed partner would whirl her out of the door and off into the night, leaving only a trace of her perfume behind. Often,.