.. if not THE hottest club in town. I never would have gotten through the door normally, but with my new power, I was confident that it would be no pr...blem. It was amazing the confidence that having the power of a god will give you, even if it is only for one day. I smiled as I looked towards the long line to get into the club, as well as the very large man who was standing at the door and preventing them all from getting in. However, there was someone else in front of him. A more normal sized. I have always felt like the guy has an incredible air of superiority anyway so it looked pretty natural. Now, it was a bit uncomfortable to crawl on those floors, but if I tried to complain or even moan, he would just slightly touch my asscheeks with the belt, as a reminder, so I didn’t say a thing. Also, I had to keep on with his walking or I would’ve get myself choked by the belt. The day went on like this and after a while it became pretty boring. I was wondering when is he going to cut off. There is a black reporter named Carl who works for another paper who was following one of the black gymnasts named Ayana. Kayla became close friends with Ayana and they live only four houses apart in the same neighborhood. They studied together and spent a lot of time at each other’s homes, and they were so alike in many ways. Both of them are very pretty and petite at five feet tall, and weighing one hundred pounds. I’m a little embarrassed to admit that I noticed recent changes in Kayla and. I don’t have that right there,” she said before opening her mouth and stroking the underside of her tongue with her index finger.I looked into her mouth and saw what she was talking about. I jumped out of bed to look into the mirror. She was right, I had a membrane stretched from the underside of my tongue which she did not have.As she sat up in bed, she said, “Come here and let me look at that again.”“Okay,” I said as I moved to sit facing her, “but don’t go pulling or pinching.” My dick.