He looked younger maybe about 20 years old. He looked between his legs and saw a small patch of blonde pubic hair, but nothing else. He was interrupte... from his examination hearing Marissa getting out of bed behind him. He turned around to show her the body he was wearing realizing Marissa had made him pretty short. She seemed at least six or seven inches taller 'than his current form. This bothered him for a second and then he thought, but girls are short and now I'm a girl. Besides it. Kerry wrapped her arms around me and breathlessly begged. “Please, Dave, give it to me. Damn it, Dave, fuck me now!”“No Kerry, I am not going to fuck you. You do not deserve to just be fucked. I will, as you asked earlier, make love to you.”Slowly and gently, I pushed my seven inches of thick cock into Kerry's tight pussy.Kerry gasped and groaned as I entered her. When my cock's head bottomed out against her cervix we both groaned in pleasure.“Oh Dave, you're so much bigger than that asshole. ‘No service out here from the moment the gate went down. I’m afraid you will have to accept this unforeseen development, however: you’ll be staying here until Monday. It’s completely unavoidable.’ ‘Listen, Vayle,’ Baxter said, anger creeping into his voice. ‘If you’ve thrown down some kind of spike belt out there I’m going to be seriously pissed.’ ‘Mr. Bennington, I have exaggerated nothing and put no obstacles in your way,’ Julius explained politely, but with infinite sadness. ‘But don’t take. I went frombeing surrounded by drunk Smurfs and Powerpuff Girls (Hey, Buttercup, mynamesake!) to drowning in a sea of drunk guys with baseball caps andgirls in black flares. Definitely like being a Shark on Jet turf.And the Jets found us. They weren't in costumes, unless you counted fratboy-wear as a costume, but it was the three orange-tanned boneheads froma few days before. They were stumbling around with these dazed, stupidlooks on their faces, still smirking at times, muttering about.