Panicking, but able to move only his eyes, Sal watched his hands inhorror as they started changing before him, his thick fingers gettingsmaller and be...oming slender. He was shrinking too, growing shorter,thinner, his large paunch melting away, and he could feel his sparse hairgetting thicker, longer, as it flowed down over his shoulders. Sal hadalways accepted he could do with shedding a few pounds - alright, a lotof pounds - and had wanted to lose weight, but not like this! What washappening. Liked it to, from the screams coming from the end of the lake. Thought it would take the old fool a lot longer to get you to drop your pants." Betty turned back to the door, "Enjoy the hot pantsed bitch Randy! I'll see you two for breakfast and meals," She called over her shoulder as she stepped out the door.Leaning back into the cabin Betty added, "Randy you asshole, you keep shaving or you're in real trouble. But enjoy the little slut. Looks like she could use a man for a change." Cackling to. That's why I asked him to teach you. If I were any good, I'd have taught you myself." But you do have lots of stamina, right?"I grinned. "Yeah, I suppose I do."Belle grinned right back at me. "I heard Mommy and Aunt Lilly say you could go from morning till night. That sure is a long time to be running. How many miles would that be Daddy?"I raised an eyebrow in her direction. My daughter's blush brightened her dark complexion in a very appealing fashion.I shook my head. "You girls really should. We got to the restaurant at the hotel and were lucky to get a table. It was a weeknight, otherwise the maitre'd assured us we wouldn't have been so lucky. Ifeoma had calmed a bit as we sat down to eat. She was gazing at me admiringly with her stunning green eyes. She had settled into a euphoric, satisfied calm after she made the call to her boss, our regional manager, to give him the good news. Now we were relaxing sitting across from one another in an atmosphere not unlike afterglow. I.