He heard running water. He closed his eye and felt his body. His body hurt. His head throbbed. His right hand felt as though a block of concrete h...d fallen on it. He heard someone moving in the room. He opened an eye again. She walked from her bathroom to a dresser. She wore nothing. In the sunlight she seemed more beautiful than in the bar. Her legs were long for her size. Her tight ass was beautifully rounded. Her breasts were small, uplifted, perfect. Wet hair fell down. Slipping a shaky hand between her legs, she gingerly felt under her limp penis. Slippery fluid bathed her labia. She then put her hand to her stomach and felt the sloshing bulge of her belly. She had been inseminated while unconscious! Her womb was filled with genetic material! Grabbing at the tree, she managed to pull herself to her feet again.She stared up in horror. The tree was somehow bigger. No, she was much smaller! “No, nah agan!” The now four foot tall healer whimpered in a slurred. I later found Mike busy in the kitchen eating a pizza which he must have just ordered, and asked whether I would like a piece. This was very unlike Mike, as usually he wouldn’t care if I dropped from starvation, but I suppose I may have softened him up.During lunch I caught Mike looking down my boob tube, he had seen me wear this, article of clothing on more than one occasion. I enquired whether I could ask him a personal question, at first he began to hesitate, then he told me to ask, but. I continued to rub her shoulders though, in part because having her rub my cock as the band started into a ballad was better than any other alternative I had. At the end of the song we both stopped our rubbing to politely clap for the band that was going to take a break. Bev reached up and brought my hand to her lips and then quietly said, “Sit down and we will talk this out.” The barmaid stopped by and asked what I would like to drink and ordered my usual and watched as the cute little blonde.