She moved in close, bringing her lips to mine, rubbing her slender, toned body up against me. Her hand found my cock and she started to stroke me thou...h the rough denim of my cutoffs.I grabbed her ass with both hands pulling her in closer to me as my tongue probed her mouth, my hands filled with her tight, round ass. We stumbled into her living room and fell back on the large formal couch that did not get much use as everyone was always in the family room. She ended up on top of me and pulled. One arm held my back and kept caressing there too.I sat up and pulled her up too. We shared few small romantic kisses and I reached down to the area between her legs and over her tight leggings I could feel the soft garden of love. The softness only added to my hardness and she too reached over to feel my bulge. I was wearing jeans and still could feel her touch. I waited for her to open the zip and go inside. She slowly kept rubbing and said in my ears “I wanna feel and taste you but this is. The parts theyfocused on were always the ones I saw had changed the next morning.By the end of the week by face had changed a lot. My nose had gottensmaller and gained an upturn to it, the scarring from my car accidenthad completed healed, my chin had become v-shaped and my cheekbones hadgotten rounder, and my lips had become bigger and fuller. I looked likea prebuscent girl. I had breasts, long hair, my penis had shrunk a fewmore inches and so had my testicles. It was unmistakable now. I. Every inch of her carried his favourite tastes and scents. He loved her eager responses in their small, intimate touches: mouth on his ear, breath on his neck, the way her chest hitched when he kissed just below her throat. At this rate they wouldn’t even be able to make the short distance to the bed. She reached down for his belt buckle and fumbled clumsily with the unfamiliar metal, eager to peel back the fabric and get down to the fleshy fruit of his body, all hot blood and.