For now though the story hasrun its course and I'm looking forward to writing something else, goingin another direction.In terms of story, this one is...kinda just wrapping up loose ends andbringing things to a conclusion. If you look at the first part as anexploration of the physical effects of the Elixer, the second part as anexploration of the mental changes... then the third part is meant to lookat some of the consequences of Holly's actions and add a bit of contextto the entire adventure. I. You are safe when you find your home and get inside the door. -Starting to warm, you feel yourself yawn.Moving slightly around in the covers.I have your hand gently in mine now.I'm lapping on your clit. making slow circles. sucking your flesh into my mouth. nawing lightly on your button. You taste sweeter than honey- Running my tongue up and down your lips, you stir. I stick my tongue into your body. tight and moist englufing my tongue. Soft. I stroke in, out. In, out. sucking your. Luckily, besides a couple bumps and bruises, no one was seriously injured.“I asked the school, three times, to fix it,” Marco seethed, glancing up angrily at the creamy gray sky as we were walking down a tree-lined promenade, on the way to give our classes. Even under the penumbra of sagging clouds, I could see that the lines on Marco’s face were growing deeper, especially the crinkles on his forehead. The dude had seemed to age five years in only the short time we’d been there.Another of our. 'Enough stalling. Get it done', the voice growled. Sighing, he gatheredup the wad of girly clothing.Zach cursed in his huffy new voice, struggling with the bra and panties.How did girls do this?Another helping hand later, and he knew.-----Stewart acquiesced to the thing in the back of his consciousness.Electricity. Numbness. A thick, pink cloud. Tingling. In his brain.He knew how to put on the bra and panties. The sailor fuku. The school'sdress code. What classes he had. The name of the town..