It added to her ghostly aspect, but her nipples were long and pink. I suddenly thought of that limerick about the man who made love to a beautiful gho...t. But she was solid, a body of flesh to fuck and love. I did what lovers do, what you have done. I licked and sucked on her nipples, first one side and then the other, while she kissed my head and ran her hands down my back. When I looked up, she had gone red and blotchy from the tops of those breasts, up her neck, all the way to her chin. No. Under different circumstances I might have made better use of my opportunities, but something always held me back somehow and I knew exactly what, or should I say who, that was. There was barely a day went by when I didn’t think of Karen, who was now nearly 900 miles away. We had the Internet, though, and every time I saw her ever-increasingly swollen belly I longed for home a little more.Bethany Jane was born in the middle of March: almost nine months to the day since Karen and I arrived in. Almost as if she wanted me to worry that it could stop at any time. It was her clever way to keep me at her beck and call, I was sure. I didn't mind. She had me wrapped around her finger and we both knew it. I was looking forward to taking her to the movies and then maybe she would come to my room later.When she came down ready for the movie, I almost gasped. She had on a black leather top, leather skirt and leather boots. The skirt was very short and she looked great."You like?" she said as. "You're not sorry yet," she said calmly, her handreaching down to cup Jeff's balls. "But you will be soon." NOT THAT!" Jeff cried, his new breasts heaving as panic set in. "I'MSORRY! I'M SORRY!"With a few words Jeff's identity came crashing down around him. He coulddo nothing but cry as he felt his balls slowly pull up and recede insidehis body, his cock shrinking slowly as if to prolong his misery."Almost gone!" Melissa said gleefully as she watched Jeff's cock slowlymake its way inwards. "Wow.