The jets of water were lovely and warm and were having an erotic effect on my naked body. I soaped my front and gave myself a slow wank with the fro...hy suds. I suddenly felt the shower curtain being pulled back and turning to say that this shower is taken, found myself looking into the eyes of a naked and very aroused, Guy. “Like me to wash your back?” asked Guy? I wanted to say, no thank you, but then I remembered my promise to myself that whatever happens, I would go with the flow. . His voice had sounded higher, squeakier. Almostgirlish. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck."Brian looked at him, and said in a very low voice, "It's worse."Dan just stared at him."Your back, Dan."Dan reached around, and gasped in surprise. He felt something growing outof his back. Like a giant ridge, and then he noticed his arms. His armhair was gone. "Oh, god." Dan felt like he was about to cry.Brian walked over to the bathroom door, and listened, then looked in."Sam's done. I recommend you go and shower. “What?” I asked. I turned my head and looked into his eyes.“It was me.”“What was you?” I asked feeling very confused.“The tentacle monster was me.” He whispered.“What do you mean the tentacle monster was you?” I was shocked.“The tentacle monster was me.”“What? How?”“I can’t control it. I try as hard as I can, but sometimes it breaks free and goes after the closest girl. I had no idea it was going to be you.” He began crying and I suddenly found myself comforting him.“Shh. It’s going to be ok,”. I’m covered in jizz and stink of sex. Yet John is smiling lovingly at me. She let him guide her to her lawn chair. Gingerly she sat down.John helped his wife sit in her chair to recover. He could see her face was covered in sperm. As he looked down, he could see the pine straw clinging to her sweat covered body. And below that, he saw the frothy wetness of her cunt. It leaked copious amounts of the combined juices of her and her erstwhile lover. She seemed to glow. Impulsively, he knelt between.