Okay. So I transformi-kated into a dinky winky teeny tiny little girl.Yeah, *I* did that. That's right. I don't deny it. I don't regret it.That was *M...* who did that... and it's about time I did something aboutmy life to change it to the right direction.But I'm on the other side now. Does that mean I'm going to grow up toonly love boys instead? And how's it going to be to dance backwards andstuff? Did I really do a right thing?I'm shrunk. Just look at me. This is kind of silly. Maybe I went too. I thought that I might have gone over the top but Aunty Betty just said I looked nice and we set out for the church social.When we arrived at the Church hall there was a complete hush. everybody was completely shocked at our appearance. Two stunning tall blonds with heavy makeup and short skirts was certainly not the norm for a conservative church social at that time. However none of the boys were complaining, and it was obvious from the start, that all of the other girls stood very little . . let’s just say that I’m overwhelmed by your kindness.“I just ... want to be a good friend ... and grateful for your help ... I had fantasies on the way here, but I also felt silly for them, in case you thought me a slut or whore or something. I’m just very torn up about all of this. Would you ... I’m just going to come out and say it ... would you mind putting your seed in my womb? Would you like to fuck me and knock me up? Breed me? Fill me up with an anchor baby?” Carly finally beat me to. “How long will it take for her to wake up?” I asked.“Probably about 20 minutes.”“Then let’s get her naked, I want her to be awake when you fuck her.” ~20 MINUTES LATER~Hannah was tied to our king size bed at all four posts. Howard had come prepared for this very scenario. He’d had a lot of rope , he’d said he bought extra just in case I wasn’t on board with this. We had stripped Hannah completely naked. She was splayed with her fat 36 DD breasts laid to each side. Her fat pink cunt ready to.