He thought all sports were stupid, and wanted nothing to do with them. He was more of a thearter k**. Singing and acting was his life. The only reason...why people were always trying to get him to do sports, was because he is constantly going to the gym to look nice. He sighed, and started taking off his speedo. “Hey Kennedy,” a voice called out behind him, using Dave’s last name. Dave froze with his speedo halfway down his ass, and looked behind him. John was standing there, coming from the. He got on and connected the GPS that took him directly to the chalet that the old woman told him about. That night he slept in a water bed with a mirror on top. He took the pill and went to sleep. The next morning, when he got up, he noticed that his physique was not the same. He took off his clothes as best he could, since it was very tight, he even had to cut his pants with scissors because his thighs prevented him from taking them out. He looked at himself in the mirror and was impressed by. The DJ was playing loud, thumping Dubstep as they walked in. They made a stop at the bar, showing their wristbands to get a couple of drinks. As she sipped her drink, Roxanne started moving her hips with the thumping, syncopated beat. Mitch loved seeing his hot girlfriend dance almost as much as she was drawn to doing it, like a moth to the moon. She gulped down the rest of her drink and grabbed Mitch by the hand and dragged him towards the dance floor. Once there, she started dancing. Her hair swirled around her angelic face, she was literally a goddess beauty. I was in love. Well, she certainly awakened the sexual side of me as sexual arousal started stirring in my groin as my eyes surveyed along and over her body. How much I would love to kiss her from head to toe.To kiss her sweet, pink lips of her vagina and taste her juices.The young woman walked up to me and our eyes met. She smiled seductively and then kissed me passionately on the lips taking me by surprise."What's.