And they should because the changes in him haven’t stopped. His horns have grown longer, his breasts are a sight to see—even his tail seems to hav... grown to its full length. If not for his voice and cock, he would swear he is more woman than man.Now Marshall sits before it on his knees, starring at the Big Black. It points right at him, its tip gleaming in the low candle light. The book told him once it is done he has to begin his worship, that everything that has come before didn’t count. This. She is 5 feet 9 tall, has lovely ripe breasts and long, slim, tanned legs. The problem was, Susan was my Mum. She may be 37 but she has the face and body of an 18 year old. So it was then, that to cure the wet dreams I'd fantasise about my Mum. She just looked so hot. I'd sneak looks at her as she sunbathed out back in just a thong and no top. I'd drool as she painted her cute little toenails bright red before putting on some high heels to go out. At last, I knew that dreaming about her would. They were leaning back against the bar when I rejoined them, Derek with a smile on his handsome face and Cathy looking like the cat who'd got the cream,"Oh my God Charlotte" she gushed, "That was absolutely amazing, you were brilliant" Thank you" I said softly, "We've worked together for quite a while now"Derek passed me a drink and asked if I was going to go back to their hotel with them, before answering I looked at Cathy and she nodded,"Say yes Charlotte, I want to taste you"She wore nothing. 2012This is my first Journal entry. Why do people write a journal? Probably because they’re lonely. But I, the great Takuri, or at least that’s what I’m calling myself these days, am never lonely. No I’m writing this journal so that other people can see, can read what great things I’ve done and where I’ve erred. It feels like I’m writing the truth. As a magician I spent my whole life living in illusions, bending the truth both to the audience but also to my humble self, now it feels like I can.