He watched in horror and his once strong hands began to shrink. Calluses were smoothed away from his masculine fingers. The width and length of each f...nger dwindled rapidly, leaving small, slender, dainty hands. Each nail lengthened from the tip, stopping at close to an inch. His breathing grew faster, deeper. His mind racing in confusion and bewilderment. His grunts grew louder, still unable to speak or cry out. Each bone began to soften as if becoming flexible and more pliable. He squirmed,. She even reaches under her back to rub her ass. Sarah grows impatient and exhales deeply in anticipation. Finally, Amanda’s fingers ran across her labia and onto her clitoris. “Wow”, exclaims Sarah. The foreplay of kissing has turned both girls on and it is readily apparent in the juices flowing around Sarah’s vagina. The touching, the stroking, the pleasuring of Sarah continues for several minutes. Faster then slower. Soft touches then hard touches.Then Sarah offers to reciprocate and. So...to say the least we got pretty drunk. Throughout the night I felt like she was teasing me by semi-flirting with guys then coming back to talk with me. My filter was slipping and I wanted to bring up the thought to her of what if we ever did anything...but how do you do that?Time to go home. Good thing we walked, neither of us could drive. I walked her back to her place. She demanded I stay because she was so drunk...and alone. She put on a movie, we sat next to each other on the. My immediate reaction was anger. But only briefly did I entertain the thought of attacking him for invading my privacy. And I do mean briefly...Instead, my heart ached for him as he stood before me like a beaten man.John is a gentle man, a man with a big heart, a devoted husband and father.   His love for me is unquestionable as is mine for him. But now I felt I was put in a position to prove my love for him all over again. Not because I had done anything wrong... but, or so I thought, I.