dougtfs:Michael didn’t tell me I was smoking shrinkweed until it was too late.“Look at you, bro,” he
dougtfs:Michael didn’t tell me I was smoking shrinkweed until it was too late.“Look at you, bro,” he laughed, stoned on his slutweed. “You’re fuckin’ tiny!”“Dude,” I squeaked, half my former height. “It’s not funny!”“Nah,” he said. “But it’s fuckin’ hot.” He pulled off his pants to show me his semi-hard cock. “Climb on up here,” he said, rubbing it. “I wanna fuck that tight little ass of yours. Bet you’re real tight now.”He was right. Get more stories of transformation, power, and control: https://amzn.to/2zuzn1M -- source link