?Now the other hand.??You think I want to beat you???Yes, you do. You should want to beat me. It's biological. We've got all this civilization weighin... us down, but sometimes we have to be true to our real nature. Your need to beat me up is part of your basic human nature, even if it's been buried under too many layers of civilization. Besides, this is just boxing. It's a socially acceptable sport.? She tied the second glove tight. ?I know that a sound beating won't be enough to make everything. I was feeling a little bit on edge – the sexual tension of knowing in advance that we were going to spend the night reigniting our passion for each other had got to me. In my daydreams on the train I’d visualised her lovely face contorted in orgasm after orgasm as we made love, and I just hoped that I could do the business in reality as well as I had done in my imagination!I shut the door behind us and just watched her as she pulled back the quilt. I didn’t know where to start; this all seemed. Lost in the passion, Herman didn't notice how much larger the room seemed to be until pain shot through his body. He wanted to get up off his girlfriend, but couldn't move his body at all. His girl just smiled as his upper torso shrunk down into the hose, before the hose and the rest of him merged with the hose she already had on."Your face will always be close to my pussy now." She thought as Herman found he could still see and hear the world around him. Though he wasn't sure how. He felt a. "Ethan knew she was right, again, he had no choice. He slipped the pantiesover his feet and stopped when he noticed nothing happening."Just pull them up, all the way, they'll fit."'So that's why they're softer,' Ethan thought, 'they don't work like theothers.' He pulled them up and over his penis. They were ridiculouslycomfortable. Yet still, nothing was happening."Why -" Ethan began."Shh!" And with that, the girl began again in that foreign, ancient,alien whispering. And Ethan felt himself.