"See, Son, shoes fit for a witch... and a bitch!" And with that I delivered a small kick to my Son's balls."Yess!" he cried out. I'll admit I was a li...tle surprised, did he like pain that much? Maybe a little. I walked up to his chest and gingerly put the heel on to his breastbone."Mmm, I can see you like Mummy's shoes. Why don't you suck the heel now?" I moved the shoe over his mouth and let his lips begin to suck on my high heel. Looking down at his chest I noticed the indentation my shoe had. Her eyes widened, as did her friends, at his words. Then they both ran past him and up the stairs. He waited a minute and heard a whisper or two. Then&hellip, MICHAEL YOU COCKSUCKER!! Michaels father and Lana, Danas mother, each took the news differently. Michaels father, on hearing of a nightmare, brushed it off and went to call the repairmen&hellip, or so Michael thought. Lana began screaming at him. After a ridiculously unnecessary lecture over caring for the house he lived in and taking. We had a formal introduction. I got to know her name was Lisha. She complimented me that I have great abs and a nice body.She was wearing a salwar and I could see her cleavage through that. I think she saw me checking her cleavage out. She was all sweaty with dress sticking to her body showing her curves. It was hard for me to control myself. I just wanted to bend her over and fuck her hard.Many days passed like this. She used to come on the terrace while I used to work out. We used to talk for. This was something else. Obviously my new enhanced body was more powerful than I had imaged. After rooting around in the entry wound I was able to recover the stone. Pocketing it in my belt pouch I then drew out another length of raw hide. Making a loop I tied the hind legs of the rabbit together and then tied the string to the frame of my travelling pack. Then I was on my feet again and off. I'd field dress it and skin it once I got to the stream that I was heading for.The trip took me another.