I saw the make-up caked in between the whiskers and sideburns on herface, the fact her eyebrows had tripled in thickness, her muscular andhairy arms ...nd legs and her huge hands and feet - still with pink nailpolish. She had a stunned look on her face. I started to talk. "Look, Idon't know..." I paused. My voice sounded tiny and was trembling. I hadRachel's fucking voice! She began to cry. It sounded so weird to hear hermanly sobbing. I looked down at my own body. It was so tiny, slender. If you listen long enough and count the number of songs that you hear, you can tell what time it is or how much time has elapsed. Just multiply the number of songs by 3. I, also, had a popularity problem. I, also, did not achieve the goals that I strove for. Here I was, a full blooded, full hormoned teenager and all the girls that I met or went out with were interested in my brain, my personality, but not, to my chagrin, not my body. There we were at camp. There were three more significant. Then all of a sudden I was walking completely naked across campus but every part of me wanted to cover up but I couldn’t. All I could do was look at everyone that was staring at me.That is when the dream ended and I woke up to my brothers looking over me again with big smiles on their faces. I looked down at my body, and saw I was naked as the day I was born. I let my head fall back into the pillow and gave a sigh.“Hey guys, sorry that I am naked again.” This time I just stumbled to the. I was sighing deep and shifting my hips because of the constant warm stimulation.She accelerated the pace and tried deepthroating. Her nose was bouncing against my pubic hair, but I didn’t want to think what the goo was which I could feel on her chin as it touched my balls. I tried to politely caress her curls to make it easier for her to work her trade. These situations were always difficult, because I tried to last as long as possible, but she on the other hand had had a long day and lots of.