Karyn sat down with a glass of wine and turned on the television. She sat mindlessly watching sitcoms, while refilling her glass. Several times. Befor... she knew it, she had drank the entire bottle.Looking up, she saw that it was now 11:30. Even though it was Friday night, she would still need to be up in the morning with the k**s. When she stood up, she realized she had had way too much wine.She stumbled to her room, and managed to get her clothes off. She usually slept in sweatpants and an old. One had a black and red FT Grunt Jock, and he was clearly gushing pre-cum, the voyeur had on a Nasty Pig brief, and the twink had on a smoky clear latex G-string. The Grunt brief guy was telling him to stop whyning, shut-up, and be quiet. Nate got more into the domination scene, his sub-stood there wanting to play, but not allowed.The Nasty Pig guy motioned me to the side. He said his name was Jesse, his partner Mike – was the other dom. He nodded to me as he motioned for Nate to start. I waited for a bit, played a song on bass and then said I had to take a piss. As I walked down the stairs I started to think about what was waiting for me inside that bathroom. I knocked on the door softly and she said "Someone is in here." I responded saying "I know... Open up. Now." She knew my voice and cracked the door. I pushed it open and she was hiding behind the door. As it closed and her body came in to full view I about lost my mind. She had taken her black tank top and hot pink bra. Anyway, in the stall he was safe. Confident of hisprivacy, he looked down at himself, only to notice that things weredifferent. It was hard to put his finger on exactly what had changed,but there WAS something. Definitely. His jeans seemed too tight,squeezing his thighs and wrapping snugly around his crotch, like he wasDavid Bowie wearing leather pants. And his Sigor Ros t-shirt wastighter, too, clinging to his skin. He could almost imagine he saw theslight lumps on his chest. He touched.