" Then he led me back to my cage.At first, I found the "Good girl" just the icing on the cake, a final bit of patronizing on top of the torture. The... I began to tolerate it, then appreciate...then live for it. I needed approval. It was all I had.After some months, he stopped taking me out of my cage. One day, he just stopped. I didn't know why at the time. He wouldn't even look at me. He'd pass by my cage a few times a day, but not even acknowledge me. Why won't he talk to me? Why. She placed her toe back on the floor and slid her leg slowly forward between my parted knees. “Fancy a ride bitch?” she questioned and without waiting for any answer she slid her boot forward beneath my heavy balls, grazing them with the leather, until her toe was wedged deeply between the clenched cheeks of my ass, and the front of her boot was pressed hard against my stiff pulsing erection standing to attention for her. “You’re so easy!” she laughed, clearly pleased at my submission. “A big. Ten minutes pass, when Simon seems to lose control.“I’m cumming.” Simon shouts out.Joe now takes control of my head and face fucks me, I grab his hips to help me brace and balance.I no longer control my sucking.His cock twitches in my mouth and he pulls my head into his groin, as cum is released into my throat; I try swallow as much as I can.He pulls his shrinking cock from my mouth and leaves a trail of cum from mouth, as he does.Simon sees his friend leave me, and pushes harder.“I will cum on. You're scaring me. But I'd like a new body, please." Alright. Anything in particular?" Yes. Make me taller. I don't like the way people keep on calling me'shorty' and 'small-fry'. I despise being unable to reach the highestshelves. And all my friends got to make the high school basketball team,while I didn't. Give me this, and I'll be totally satisfied." All right. This potion will help you grow an extra foot." How much is it?" How much you got?" Never you mind! How much?" Six forty-three.".