He was grunting and moaning as I milked his cock dry until his orgasm was over. He relaxed, looking over at me as I released his cock. I used his shir... to wipe his semen from my hands, but his lap was a mess with cum. I'd let him worry about that."Let's proceed to the theater please," I said casually as I sat back and buckled my seat belt.He just zipped up, not even trying to clean the mess he'd made of himself as he put the car in drive. We were there in just a couple of minutes, stopping in. I placed my hands by my sides and again closed my eyes, ready for his touch. He started at my shoulders and moved down both arms. The anticipation of him touching my chest was almost unbearable. I wondered if Jacque would wake and get a chance to watch. Would he just stand by the patio doors? Maybe he would sleep through this and miss it entirely. ‘His loss,’ I thought to myself as I prepared for the next touch.Paul had no way of knowing that my nipples are extremely sensitive and one of. .. more delicate? Much slighter of build. And... his eyes! His eyes were changing! As Marty watched, Brian's eyes changed to a perfect almond shaped, developing the characteristic epicanthic fold of Asians.Marty felt his own hair brushing against his back, felt his chest swaying and bouncing with his every motion. He knew, with a dread certainty that whatever changes he'd seen in Tommy and Brian were also happening to him. He glanced down at his chest, at the darker skin and the big round. She turned around and gave us a polite smile that fell away.“Seeing the movie alone?” I asked her.“I am now,” she muttered. “My husband had to work late. Last minute.”“Poor thing,” Georgia said. “I'm sure he's bummed, too.”“Oh, yeah, he's weaseled out of seeing this movie three times now. Well, I'm not missing it.”“A Morning Proposal?” I asked.“I guess it's obvious which movie a guy would want to skip out on.” She shook her head. “But he'll drag me to see the next Spider Whatsit they make or.