Like Santa, I'd taken on a far more voluptuousform. A nice rack, curved spine and an ass I could have sunk my teethinto. Not to mention I'd grown seve...al feet. I looked like someridiculous play thing. I slid a hand up the side of my head, slipping itunder my new strawberry-blond locks to find purchase around my ears andlet out a long sigh when my fingers touched the point. Though I hadgrown to human proportions, I'd retained the most important trait ofelfhood.I cupped my bare breasts and bit my. Well. Maybe not "all" -- but there was no doubt about it, she'd gotten me out of a horrible slump. I really did owe her -- big-time!"B.J. would have brought you out of it," Patti said modestly. "You'd have been all right." Maybe," I said. "But it wasn't B.J., this time. You're the one who brought me out of it. And I appreciate it!" I did, too. I may be as capable of spouting bullshit as the next guy, but in this instance, I was speaking God's own truth.Patti could tell I meant it, and she. "He gently but firmly removed the hand that was pinioning his to her breast and placed it against her chest just below her left breast. Holding the blankets from moving he slithered back from her and then tucked the blankets in behind her again. He was relieved that she never stirred. He padded off to the bathroom.Becca was awake though. He had not groped her but she had put his hand on her breast and it had instinctively tightened. She had loved it. Yes, she did feel secure in his arms but. King had been given expensive obedience training so when I told him tosit he obediently rested on his hind legs. I told him to roll over andbegan to rub his crotch to coax his knot out of his sheath. This thingwas massive. Length wise it was relatively average but his sexy dogdock was as wide as a tin of beans and much much tastier.Besides my own manhood I had never seen another penis so I was amazedat the difference. I began slowly stroking the shaft, feeling it swellin my hands. King let out.