Inside the blankets, it is toasty cozy warm. My leg dangles outside in the cool, conditioned air. I stare at the show seeing, but not really watching....Rather I am feeling the way your breath is like little fingers against my skin. Grazing across, it makes me wish for more. I shouldn't be so needy; I know you are tired, exhausted really. Your work has left you drained. I trail my fingers across your skin, drawing them slowly, wishing that you would wake up, and knowing you should not. My. You belong to me now," she said."What the fuck did you do?" I howled."You'll see..." she chuckled when she opened the lid of the cot.I gasped when she pulled the sheet back. I was only a shadow of myformer self! All muscles were gone! My strenuously built-up biceps wasnow a scrawny, little arm. No more than 4 inches in diameter!My sixpack was gone, too! Now I had a small waist flaring out into a bigass! And I had small tits! At least an A-Cup!When I saw my crotch I cried out loud. My proud, 8. Imagine my shock when I realised that it was the school that I used to go to before I left to go to boarding school. I wondered if any of the teachers that I had were still there, then I remembered that I took Spanish instead of art.I remembered the way to the art room and as we walked I had to give Charlotte a little encouragement by telling her that she should be happy to try something different. I don’t think that it worked but she kept walking with me.When I opened the door we were. “I need it.” “Mm, that’s what I like to hear,” Adam says as he slowly strokes himself. “You want me to fuck your mouth while my friends fuck your tight pussy and ass?” “Please!” she almost screams. “I want to be your fuck toy. Fuck me hard until I scream.” Greg pulls aside her hair and gently bites down on her neck, making her gasp. “Get on your side, baby. You need to get ready for my cock.” “Okay,” she says excitedly. She surprises me when she wraps her arms around my neck and places her.