If he didn’t know he was alive and breathing, he’d think he had died and gone to Heaven. He stared in her violet, blue eyes until she closed them ...nd until he closed his eyes too. Taken away by her kiss, as if he was alone with her on a Maldivian tropical island, consumed by who she was and all that she could be to him, he lost all consciousness of where he was. Afraid to touch her for fear that she’d disappear in a poof and this phenomenal kiss, the best kiss of his life would end, he lightly. As much as he missed sex, he missed talking even more. Staring at the walls of his hotel room had left him with a crushing sense of loneliness. He said, “I’m alone so much of the time that I really crave companionship. The other night when I went over to see what Jack was doing, I realized that I hadn’t talked to anyone other than you about anything other than work in years. It seemed to me that the only thing we’ve talked about was what needed to be done around the house. I’ve missed talking. "Um, yeah." He says, pointing down at my crotch. I look down and a large erect dick has emerged from it along with a healthy and swollen sized pair of balls. My skin has also turned a beautiful magenta color and I'd grown an actually decent pair of tits. I'm a bit confused but I'm not exclaiming what has happened. "Seems as though Dad has made you're true appearance come out." Will says chuckling. He grabs my dick and starts to rub me softly. And by god the pleasure is ecstatic. I buck my hips. “So, how do we do this?” Railha asked, taking the first shot glass in her hand. It was minute in her giant, sausage-like fingers, as if she was holding a glass from a doll house.“You drink at the same time, and the first one to quit or pass out loses.”Datz picked up a glass too, and waved it at James, who filled it with wine. It was all rather absurd, drinking wine in shot glasses as if it were the strongest vodka known to man, but as long as it did its job he might be able to weasel his way.