"This is mine on this side. Each has its own bath. Well, they do now since we remodeled them," she corrected. "The plumber helped us set the commodes,...but we did the rest of the plumbing and carpenter work ourselves. We're beginning to have a real assortment of power tools. A lot of men would be jealous," she finished, grinning.As Bobby was talking, she had begun to open her bedroom door to usher Grigsby in. Suddenly, she slammed the door back closed. "Uh, wait just a minute," she said to. Little did you know but she was a witch and you fell right into her trap. Admittedly, it was a little exciting. Without any movement at all from her, you started to feel a phantom hand slide up and down your shaft. But that was only the beginning as you stood before her in her quaint forest hut.* * *"You're my toy now," she says to you. "That means I like you. You're fun! But it also means you're playing a little game with me whether you like it or not."She eyes you over. To be honest, your. I wanted it now. But differently. I didnt want to be him. I wanted him. I wanted the opposite of being muscular. I wanted to be tiny so that he could wrap his huge arms around me like Hercules. Without thinking I stretched my hand out and stroked his chest. He smiled as I caressed his firm abdomen. He hadnt pulled the duvet down and I could see the bulge in his pants growing. I stopped what I was doing and pulled my dick out of its hiding place and waved it in front of his face. He fell off the. ”“I can see where this was leading,” I said.“After about an hour, the girls told me I should pee before traveling home. They giggled quite loudly, and their mums were curious too. There was a large bathroom near the wedding hall, and they all gathered to see how I was fairing. One of the stalls was large, for disabled access, so I crouched above the chair and let loose a pencil-thin stream of fluid. I insisted they don’t show my face when they recorded my performance on video. I got applause.