I was excited, truly, but my torsowas so odd. My arms had shrunk, and they were sitting in shoulders andrib cage that were too big, but my hips and s...omach had decreased in sizeso much that it looked like there was a balloon inside my chest. As thechest began to slowly deflate, that's when I felt the groin tuggingagain, and watched the folds of skin begin to form there. I was elated,but still scared. There really was no going back now and that made mecry. This was real, and my cries. “Yes, me.”He takes my ticket and smiles at me.“Have a nice trip.”“Thank you.”As the man walks away I feel my seat partner put his knee closer against mine, gently letting his pinky run back and forth along my kneecap. I try my hardest to relax and not seem tense. He looks into my eyes, smiling. I nod back, parting my lips slightly. I look at his crotch and see a growing bulge. He isn't the best looking man, but he is interesting. His face is a bit plump. He has gray, almost white hair, still. I then moved my hand under the table onto her leg and gradually worked my way up her thighs to her cunt. I began to rub her and push my hand against her cunt and she responded by opening her legs a little wider and pushing back against my hand. Nobody seemed to notice although I don’t know how with our jerky movements and if anybody had looked at my face it would surely have been a give away. She was wearing tights and these were inhibiting us so I whispered to her that maybe she should go to. He leaned the headboard up against a wall, and headed back out into the jumble.After a few trips through the winding corridors of accumulation, he finished unwrapping the bed frame and assembled it in front of the green screen. It wasn’t a period piece, but it would pass well enough for the average person with the accurate quilt on top.Fortunately, the mattresses and box springs were stacked very near the door to his studio. While they were bulky and awkward, the shorter, straighter path made.