"Advisors, ha!" Greyshadow thought, grimacing. Even from across the room, this ornately robed and bejeweled group reeked of power-madness. They were M...ges, not advisors and all of them were at least as strong and likely far more insane than any Greyshadow had seen before. Her recently rediscovered pride melted away.The next person through the door was a rather nondescript gray haired fellow in simple black robes. His steely eyes quickly swept the room, taking in everything.Greyshadow gasped as. This is for you my goddess---I am your son in this dream i am a short young man of only about four feet six inches tall,You being my mother on the other hand are a towering stacked wonder of nature standing a full eight feet tall your bust thrust out huge like two massive beach balls thrusting against any clothing you wear stretching your dress so tight they would swing & sway heavily as you walked ,i had yet to discover your secret between your legs ,and once i had discovered it then i knew. Gently I reach for the top, folding my hands inside the nylon material, pulling it away from your skin, pushing my hands deeper inside, and down, down closer to the spot of my wildest sexual desires. Gradually the pantyhose come down, not too fast, I want to feel them coming away from you, I want to watch as they make their way to your feet, I want to rub softly all the way down your legs, making them warm, making them quiver with delight. I stand now, you unbuckle my pants, rubbing your. ‘Anything particular you want me to change into?’ ‘Something… you wouldn’t be embarrassed being seen in public in.’ Ben chuckled. ‘Okay.’ Whatever, he thought. Karen hung up the phone, and so did Ben. Whatever she had up her sleeve, Ben could at least hear her out before committing to anything. In any case, wearing clean underwear was probably a good idea. It hadn’t been an issue the night before, but he’d been sitting at a desk for eight hours, so better safe than sorry. He kicked off his.