“Yeah, all the great clowns are ... fat.”Teddy, like his son, was in great shape. I don’t know if they worked out together, or if it was just be...ause (before my entrance) he was just the perfect role-model, but while I was planning on keeping Jeremy fit, I figured Teddy could afford to gain a few pounds.Or more than a few.Just two questions later, Teddy was confessing to his psychiatrist just how long he’d been trying to gain weight, how much he wanted to be fat like his heroes. And as he. Her cunt pressed against my knee and she humped it slowly. Her lower lips were open, like she was trying to leg my leg inside her. Two inch long red nails lazily dipped in and out of her asshole. When I filled her mouth and throat with hot cum, she moaned and didn't miss a drop as she sucked me dry and had her own gentle orgasm. When I eased out from under her, she sighed and gave me a loving look, her hands drifting slowly to her gaping slit to replace my knee. I fetched her lipstick and. Being turned into a 9-year-old girl was not much fun. I was small, weak and felt helpless. Theonly good thing seemed to be that I felt really energetic and awake,which was a little odd, but kind of nice as well.Most of the morning went by in a flash as everyone gathered together inthe living room. It was pretty freaky, but kind of comforting at thesame time to know that they were all going through the same thing I was.At least all but Jason. He almost seemed to find the situation funny.But once. ‘Don’t worry, I only opened this last night and the stopper is part of a system where I pump the air out of the bottle so that it doesn’t go off too quickly, there won’t be much difference between this and last night’s.’ I took a sip, if this was better last night it must have been brilliant because it was still very good. I took a mouthful of my grilled sandwich and sat there with my mouth shut as my taste buds went to work identifying the individual flavours. They weren’t used to this.