She gave me a smile and told me she’d finish talking to me after class. She went and sat back down at her desk next to her friend. I couldn’t help...checking out her ass stuffed into her tight jeans. She looked like the same Marsha but I could tell she was at least a little different. I also wanted to know what she and Kelly had said to each other. Class went by pretty quickly and I caught a few more smiles from Marsha, which almost made my dick explode through my pants. I wanted to excuse. They did love me, that I was sure of. All of the people at Shadows had been so good to me since that day I had rolled in and looked perfectly forlorn, I am sure. So many years had passed since I first became paralyzed. It had been a boating accident. I was water skiing on the lake we went to every summer. I was only 17 years old and I had never been with a boy. I had always since believed I never would. It was my mother who told me when I woke up in the hospital. My father was in the corner and. “No, not dead. Sadly. Would be far easier if you were.” It paused. “My name is Crimson if it wasn’t obvious I am a demon.” As snakes tend to do, it began to wrap itself around their prey, slithering up Random's back and rested its head upon his shoulder. “This is but a dream Little Mouse. The dream that could change your life for better or for worst.” It filled the boy's ear with the promise before adding. “It doesn't matter to me, I get what I want in the end.”Random sighed in relief, being. A tinglyheat, like being tickled with slightly warm feathers, worked its way upfrom my toes through my legs, up my body and into my head. The heat thenslid right back down but stopped at my crotch, not in my then tiny penisbut strangely below.The heat changed into a larger and hotter itch and began to feel, of allthings, wetter too. With all of the classroom debating if their changeshad started or not already, I knew that it would be particularly odd toexcuse myself to the restroom, so I stayed.