I rubbed her toes a little and she let out a giggle. I asked her wear she wanted to eat, she paused and with a smile said “Do you want to stay in to...ight?” I weekly said yes as she removed the towel from her mid section to expose her waxed vagina. She grabbed my right hand and ran it down her inner thigh until it reached her clit, I asked “are you sure?”, she nodded yes. I began rubbing her clit, she moved in closer to me and layed back on her pillow. I asked her if she wanted oral sex and she. ’ His thoughts were reinforced when Cynthia asked for dessert. Normally, the generous portions at Olive Garden took dessert off the menu. ‘She certainly seems to be enjoying her food more than normal. I wonder what’s up?’ Once the meal was finished, they headed for the Cineplex, getting there with 10 minutes to spare. Cynthia surprised Rob again by asking for popcorn. ‘Popcorn after all that dinner?’ He shrugged his shoulders and indulged her. Cynthia should have been concerned as well, but the. Was he seriously asking them to take off their clothes? But the reminder of his gun served as a pretty strong motivator for them to follow his orders, and so starting with their shirts, they all stripped down to their underwear, throwing their clothes into the trunk of their car."Well, come on, then. Finish up." The girls looked at each other, confused, until they realized what he meant. He wanted ALL of their clothes."Come on, you can't do this to us." Yeah, what did we do to you?" Ladies, I. I knewthat I could read again.I looked at Jack and saw that I had become taller than hewas. Not a foot taller, but at least half that much. Then Ilooked down at myself. I had thought I had become a 16year-old boy again, but I should have known better. AllJack had done was make me older. I was 16 again, but Iwasn't a boy. I looked down at my breasts and the rest ofmy body. I went over to the mirror and looked at myself. Ihad become a 16 year-old girl."I hope you still don't think of yourself as.