."What the hell!?" he said, "What was in that flower?"He suddenly felt a sharp, wracking pain as it went past his sinuses and encircled his brain. He ...ould smell the flower from within his skull. More jolting followed, as the scent seemed to go back down, leaving a path in its wake. Down, down, as if he had swallowed it... Down into his stomach and expanding.His arms deflated, becoming soft and slender. His hands shrank to a dainty size. He felt his skin crawl as the hair on it seemed to thin. Ed could make out her naked form, and see some drops of sweat on her neck and arms. Ed had been hard for most of the time since he first began suspecting that Maria and Angie were fooling around. Maria walked back to her bed."Are you still awake, Ed?" Maria whispered the words, but loud enough for Ed to hear her easily if he was awake. For a few seconds, Ed debated with himself about whether or not he should answer her."I'm awake. It's hard to sleep with all that going on in the same room with. We all three instantly dropped our towels. Megan lay back on the bed, and spread her legs. Her pink pussy was soaking wet, either from the hot tub or from being turned on, I couldn't tell which. Andrew dropped to his hands and knees next to the bed, and began licking her cunt. His ass was pointed directly at me. It was covered with dark fuzz, and his asshole was particularly hairy. I sat in an armchair, next to the bed, and began stroking my cock, up and down.Andrew ate Megan's cunt slowly at. ”“Hi, Alfredo. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?”“Uh, I am just calling to tell you, Señor Ralph, that your parrot died.”“My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?”“Yes, Señor, that’s the one.”“Damn! That’s a pity. I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?”“From eating rotten meat, Señor Ralph.”“Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?”“Nobody, Señor. He ate the meat of the dead horse.”“Dead horse? What dead horse?”“The thoroughbred, Señor.