"How do you feel?" Uncomfortable", she said. "And very, very needy. I wish you'd reconsider, Mr. Garvey. Otherwise, I might have to look after the pro...lem myself."Garvey smirked, as he always did when she played the employee and employer game. "I have a compromise", he told her, "which might remove the need for that. Come here."Garvey, as usual, was by his desk, and Louise was standing by the door, shorthand notepad in hand. It was, the real world being as it had been, a standard male/female. But still barely over a whisper.I commented to Bob how his cock had changed from last summer. It seemed to be bigger and had more pubes. He said, "Yes, and I noticed the same thing with you." After a few moments of awkward pause, Bob said, "and it gets much bigger...so big it reaches my belly-button." I did not know how to respond with anything other than "uh-huh." Bob then said, "You want to see?", and before I could answer he was already playing with himself.I watched as Bob's cock was. ” “It was an idea which Chris first noticed and found intriguing and he and his partners, Tony and Trent, decided to practise it and they will now attempt to perform it here on stage. This is, then, the world premier of what we have chosen to call ‘The Imagination Fukathon’ in honour of the unknown guy who first suggested it. He really should be here today to see his idea out into action.” “In his proposal, the writer, Imagination, suggested that two MuscleCock super-studs, sequentially fuck. ”Cory smiled and shrugged. He said, “That’s okay. I know a girl who’ll do it.”Ellen exclaimed, “Really?! Do you suppose...?”“I’ll ask her.”Cory got to his feet and said, “Denise, my aunt came over to find out if you are as good as Uncle Tony told her you are. Sadly, Aunt Ellen isn’t as big a slut as you are. She won’t let me watch or take pictures. So I’m going to leave you two alone. But you’re going to do everything she tells you to do after I leave, aren’t you?”I stared at him in shock. This.