She caught my hair & pulled my face closer to her pussy. I started licking her pussy again, as if I was starving from months & she started yelling aaa...hhhhhhhh….deeeeeeper pleaseeeeeeeeeee.I looked her face & it had a makeup of lust on it. Her juices were flowing continuously & it was only then I realized that the more beautiful a woman is, the tastier her juices are. Her juices tasted like nectar of the Gods. I inserted my middle finger in her pussy & started finger fucking her.With my other. I got on my hands and knees, and slowly crawled over there. I still felt tremendously massive, and every movement felt like moving through water.Around the barrel, I saw what had to be Mark in my former body. My God, I was so tiny, barely the size of my new huge hand. Mark lay there on his back, looking up with a stunned expression."Who are you?" He asked in a tiny, tiny voice, then his eyes widened at the sound of my voice coming from his throat."It's me, Mark." I winced also.A look of. The bartender had told me that the brothel was on the next floor, situated over the common room. I found it without any problems.The place was dead. There was one woman sitting by the door to the brothel and that was it. The woman was middle aged and she didn't look like she was a working girl. She was a little plumper than the girls working the customers down stairs and she had on a wee bit more in clothing. I gave her a quick once over as I stepped into the room and she did the same to me.. Taking me roughly by my pony-tail he guided my mouth back onto his cock, grunting loudly as he bucked his penis between my full lips. I was aware that my knickers were soaking between my legs, and the wetness had more than likely seeped through to my tights. His cock had now grown to an impressive length and width and I gagged a little as he pushed it into me with greater force and depth. Using all of my strength I pulled my mouth from his cock, a thin line of warm spittle dripping from my.