’ Slowly he relaxed his grip and the shaking I felt in his arms and chest started to subside. ‘Maybe your right,’ he finally agreed. ‘I have b...en throwing myself into it lately, escaping.’ I sat back. ‘You have nothing to escape from.’ He smiled and brushed my hair out of my eyes. ‘You have no idea do you?’ ‘I know you’ve been unhappy,’ I disagreed. ‘I know you’ve been trying to ignore it, running away from the problem instead of facing it. I can feel it you know. Feel it in my heart.’ I. 75 HP 74 73 72 By the time Cassie was at 50 HP, she was begging for the pain to stop. I obliged, telling my character to stop spanking Cassie. Then I touched the orb myself. Next thing I knew, I was standing right where my character had been standing, still over Cassie’s bent over body. I enjoyed seeing it up close, her now pendulous breasts hanging down, her naked vulva engorged and wet. I could still see the cursor, hovering in front of me. I concentrated on it and motioned toward Cassie. The. Except for some serious health challenges, I put in 50-hour weeks, and didn't call in sick in nearly 40 years. I made a reasonable salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, it looks as though retirement was a bad idea, and I'm tired. Very tired.I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and. And there was a lot of clothes and shadow to hide in.This time the transgression of a threshold within this odd house did not endin my physical transformation, but in the adaptation of what I was wearing.The first thing I sensed was the sudden, awkward constriction of myunderwear. It felt like they had been tossed in a vat of cold water as theynow clung to my legs and newly reconfigured groin. But the shrinkage didn'tstop. It continued to tuck and pull, the legs of my boxers riding up untilthey.