Margaret had made a vegan lasagna (not a perk in my line of work) and was going on and on about how much she had fallen in love with sculpting, even s...owing some of her initial designs for a sculpture she was planning to do of a rose. I listened and tried to pretend that I enjoyed the lasagna. Normally Margaret's cooking is fine, I just don't think anyone can make a good vegan lasagna. That's when I got the call that changed my life.It was Damien."Hey," I said when I picked it up. It was. "What do you mean change to match?" Mel is showing a lot more curiositythan normal."Well, have you noticed any changes? It may be subtle, but ourphysiology may change to match a person born in this world. I knowI've already lost a couple of inches and my scrotum has shrunk," Petedescribes with no concern for personal boundaries."Dude, too much information," Chris calls out like a frat boy thenlooks at my chest and stares creepily."Stop staring, dork!" I nudge his arm."Surely you've noticed. " Her hand slid down over her stomach towards the soft mound of hair, exploring as it went, imagining that it was his hands touching her. "Would you like me to take my stockings off?" she whispered into the phone, knowing exactly how much that excited him. She quickly unfastened the garter, sliding the soft stockings down over her legs, slowly, agonizingly, then tossing them casually on the floor. His hand moved slowly over his hardness... in perfect imitation of the way she'd do it. Her head. While with her other hand she would tease her ample tits, plying her tender nipples. Her breathing gradually deepened as her gentle ministrations became more insistent and earnest.Jenna would picture Eli’s thick cock slowly penetrating Cindy’s pussy. She imagined herself in Cindy’s place, receiving Eli’s thrusts.She would try to imagine what Jim’s thick member would look like. She imagined it engorged with thick veins and a large cockhead. She would imagine herself spread for him. He would push.