"I've never done this before you know," I whispered. "Me neither," he replied. I slowly slid down his boxers. His cock stood straight up in the air. I...reached for it, and when my hand came in contact with him, he shivered and let out a quiet gasp. I stroked up and down a few times until he said "I don't want you to get pregnant." "I'm on the pill," I replied. I kept up a steady rhythm until I leaned forward and licked his dick. He groaned loudly and told me not to stop. The taste was salty and. Perfect couple, don’t you think?’ My heart was in my eyes – while I had begun my plan as a gesture of affection for Kyle (or something like that), I now truly felt like I had to become the apparent female in our relationship. I wanted breasts probably as much as Kyle had wanted to get rid of his. I hoped he would let me continue my plan. More silence, then he leaned down and kissed me very tenderly and gently. He said, ‘I think it’s an absolutely wonderful idea. Just perfect! A pair of breasts. It didn’t take much to trip it. I was a total bitch to a lot of guys. Not that I regret that—anything douchey, anything stupid they said as a pickup line, I was just, like, go fuck yourself. And anyone who made it past that first contact, it just seemed they were all too into Asian chicks. The number of times I’ve been asked if I have a schoolgirl outfit… I mean, I’ve gotten that since high school, and my ex was always on me to dress up like that for him, but these last few months it just. ”“Then if you want to go the opposite way, it will take us back to the village.”“Of all the witches to get assigned to, I get you,” the cat murmurs.“And what’s wrong with me?”“Forget about it,” the cat says with a dismissing hand. “It would take too long to explain in a way that you’ll understand.”“You’re lucky that you’re my familiar,” the witch threatens.“You’ve said that before,” the cat counters.“Have I?”“Yes.”“When?”“I don’t know.”“Then how do you know I’ve said it before?”“I just do.”“You.