If you are under 18,or are easily offended by fetish erotica, then read no further.Contents: I am a big fan of knowing what is in something before I ...ommitto reading it. So if you would like to know, this story includes thefollowing:First of all, this is a transformation/fuck fest, not a character study. Back story, motivations, setting, etc are all just plot devices to getfrom one sexual encounter to another.Breast expansion happens, albeit not as a direct change - and no, Idon't need to. "Not that Water Son," I told him. "Who's closest to home?"Rose was, and I told her to head in, that Darlene and I were rightbehind her."No way am I missing getting to see my Niece born," Red began. He wastwenty seven miles out on State 338 running out the side roads. "I'vejust got two more and then I'm heading in," he called out."Ok Son but don't rush it there's still loads of time before we have toworry," I told him."I know Mom, but I don't want to chance," I could hear the loudcrashing, and. We shared a bed room until the day that Mom walked in on us with my face betweenKimmie's thighs. OH, what a scene that was that day. Both Kimmie and I had a very hard timesitting on our backsides for over a week. First mom took the belt to our tender butts, then whendad got home the next day. Well, he chose to use a ping pong paddle on our red and very soreasses. It, to this very day makes me SHUDDER thinking about that painful experience.Our bedroom sleeping placement may have changed. I would also have one holding a tit each and drawing the nipples out and sucking them. The fifth one would be standing in front of me licking my armpits while my arms are up in the air going from one to the other occasionally stopping to kiss my face. I called the club ahead and spoke to the woman who organises these events for me she assured me it would be no problem at all. She even had the young men in mind who would be able to perform such a task. When I got to the room the handsome young.