My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I loudly moaned in disgusted pleasure. In-fact, everything seemed just a bit smaller. The width was more terrifying than the length; however, as it was nearly the size of my wrist. He slammed the bedroom door shut. I began to look around the room, and to my horror, I spotted a mirror that reflected back at me. A box of something, coins… I continued to feel around for something, and to my eventual surprise, I felt the handle of something sharp. His eyes; however, were probably the most fearful thing about him. As my nipples hardened and expanded outwards, I could feel the itch build higher and higher and I began to feel a wetness trickle down my leg. I eventually approached a main road and took another left. Occasionally, a pulse of ecstasy would force a limb to twitch erratically which would be the reason why I pulled my fingers out and away and crossed my arms while holding my breasts tight to my chest.
