Hope it fits. I?ll put your clothes into the washing machine. Take your time. I?ll wait for you in the kitchen?. He was grinning inwardly. The bathrob... had already been too small for Susan two years ago, that was the reason why it was still here. And Susan was a little bit smaller than this girl. Should be a quite exciting picture. He hurried back to the kitchen. The fridge was almost empty: Some slices of bread, a bit of cheese and a couple of eggs were the only inhabitants that were still in. "No, still no good. I sounded different, but not at all like a man. Morelike Julia, in fact.Enlarge the Adams apple, then. I touched my throat. More like create anAdams apple. I didn't really have much of one anymore.I concentrated as hard as I could, until I felt a larger bulge formunder my fingers. The buzzing sensation was changing, becoming almostpainful. Pain dampening had no effect. That feeling must signal thelimits of the shapeshifting ability."Mike here." Still a woman's voice, but. ‘I told you I am just her friend. She handles her own problems. In whatever way she feels like, and believe me, she would surprise even you. She also has several men that keep an eye on her in case she needs them. ‘ ‘I guess I’ll just have to be careful and see for myself what she’s all about. By the way, what does she do? You said she was well off? She win the lottery, inherit some money? What’s her story? ‘ ‘For one thing, she is our landlady. She owns all the homes on this block besides. At the back of her mouth, the very edge of her throat, she paused for an instant’s wait, before again raising her head.She kept up this slow torturous rhythm as my body slowly started to relax from the tension that had built up and my mind began to focus more and more on the pleasure signals that her actions were generating in my body. The need built with each bob of Jenny’s head. I felt my body begin to twitch and my buttock clench and unclench. Jenny sensed it as well; when my penis reached.