My bowels continued to make attempts toblock the lavatory, I proportionately shrunk and Helen told me that shefelt perverted sharing a bed with me. I...couldn't decide whether she wastrying not to laugh or cry when she told me. The following week saw myshrinkage start to level off, I could tell by the amount I was relievingmyself. I made regular trips to the clinic for measurements, but notmuch else. They were as helpless as me when it came to finding asolution to my problems Two weeks later. After a quick dip in the shower, I began to explore the venue. Over the first hour or so I found myself meandering from the 'party room' which had the bar, stage, and stripper pole to the big theater room to the little video booths. Each of these provided a different and thrilling way for me to touch myself and those around me while watching others do the same. There was even a small room behind the movie screen with a table that I found more than one couple fucking on. All in all, it was. I see a girl in gym class and I get these feelings, Rebecca said. Placing my arm around her, I give Rebecca a hug. Of course not, I console her. Have you told her how you feel. Beet red Rebecca shouted, no. I'd die of embarrassment if she knew. Taking her hand, I kissed it and said how is she going to know how you feel if you don't talk to her about it. I wouldn't know what to do if she feels the same, she said softly. Looking into her eyes I told her, you already have a good idea what to do.. Sam groaned in both pain and pleasure. As he dropped his head the fabric under his fingers dampened with the first drops of piss. He growled and clenched his body hard. This was not going to happen. Rose gasped and pulled her skirt up further, throwing the excess material back over the chair. Come on Sam, you can pee soon. Just come here and put your cock in me first! Her voice was filled with lust and her tone was almost begging. She wanted this bad, she wanted him bad. It was so close she.