His arms...Armand was woken from his uneasy sleep by the touch of coolmoisture at his lips. He sucked at it instinctively, the drynessin his mouth eas...ng. When he opened his eyes, his own whiskeryface was peering down at him. *Of course* he thought muzzily,*I'm still in here, not in there.* His tastebuds finally cameback to life to tell him it what he was drinking so greedily froma cup was bosk milk. *But I don't like milk.* His current bodydidn't seem to think so though and he continued to. As he made his way into the backroom containing his crystal ball with hiswolf companion following closely at his heels in anticipation, the wizardcontemplated who his chosen victim should be. He smiled as he realizedwho the obvious choice was. A young man in his early twenties, Mark hadbought a potion to help make him better looking as he had never had anyluck with getting dates. Of course, being from the SRU shop this potionwould have made him attractive to the wrong gender he was looking. Isn't 9 inches enough?" "They want me to add at least another inch. I think it's petty, but I don't know. This part could be enough to pay for the remainder of college." I shrugged, and pulled a small pack with a few pills in it out of my bag, just the amount to get me from 9 to 11 inches in length. I need to take half of it to get the part. "Well man, it's your body. And I'm loose enough for you any size you'll be. It's your choice." "I guess…" We finished the conversation and I left for my. Not really knowing what he wanted, I stood there, sort of moving a little with the music. A hand came through the plastic and grabbed my left breast, then didn’t really seem to know what to do with it. I noticed the fingernails were clean but bitten to the quick. The hand squeezed, not too hard, weighed and tested my flesh, slipped down. Fingers grasped the nipple and pulled. That hurt a little. I gave a small gasp, but kept on semi-dancing, swaying. The young guy was peering up at me and kept.