Karen always had a hard time keeping track of all the people her parents knew. ‘I’m Joan Patterson. Tommy’s mother. You remember Tommy? You had ...uch a crush on him when you were in high school.’ Karen drew in a breath at those words. She was back, and the old drama seemed to have waited for her return. Joan Patterson had gone to school with Karen’s parents. They were not close friends, Joan never came over to their house. But Karen remembered Tommy. He was a year ahead of her and she had all. This realization had a bit of a negative effect on Melissa. Several times I recall her mentioning that she was destined to only be a “sex toy”. In my mind that was not a terrible thing. She still had the gorgeous body she had always had and c***dbirth wasn’t going to mess it up. She stands 5 foot 6 inches and weighs 120 lbs. Her dirty blond hair, brown eyes, 36C tits, tiny waist and long slender legs and thighs all add to her very sexual charisma. After three years, the pressure of trying to. Curious about the transformation, she took a few heartbeat moments to examine her new, unworldly body. She was easily eight, maybe nine feet tall, the world was definitely not a suitable place for her, and her breasts were much more akin to being C or even D cups now. Her hands stroked along her thick thighs as the remains of all her shred clothing blanketed the ground. They looked so much smaller now then when they were upon her minutes prior. Her hand continued to linger upon her goosebumped. I think to myself that I'm in deep shit now. She's going to tell Mom for sure. But to my complete shock, she comes back into the lounge Naked with a blanket to lye on.As she lies back down, this time on her back she asks me to take off my clothes off. I do as I'm told because I'm thinking this can only be good from here on in. She tells me to sit between her legs and kiss her cunt lips. So I do. Then she tells me to lie down on the blanket, So I do. Then she stands above me and squats down onto.