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The smell of baking bread wafted from the kitchen into the living room and over to the front door as I came home. I love the smell of fresh- baked bread. Wally knows it, which is why he made baking his new hobby ever since he gave up on finding a new job. I put down my purse and drifted into the kitchen, clicking my tongue. "Wally, we've still got three rolls left from the last batch!" I gestured to the basket sitting on the counter that held three breads that resembled fat hot dog rolls. Although they taste much better than hot dog rolls. "Those aren't rolls any more," he countered, wiping his hand on a flour- caked apron and pulling one of them out of the basket, "they're bludgeoning devices." Wally tapped the roll against the counter, receiving a hollow thud in response. I grinned. "I'll bet they're still good for something." "Something, sure. But what are we going to eat with dinner?" I smiled warmly. Wally made for a really ugly housewife, but he tries. He doesn't really have any other option. It's hard to be fifty-five and already know that you're useless to society. That the job you worked at all your life is now obsolete, and nobody's training people at your age. Sometimes I feel like baking for me is the only time he feels useful to anybody anymore. I think it's even harder on him because he knows that we don't even need his second income to stay solvent. We've had the mortgage paid off for years, we never had kids, and I reached tenure at the university a few years ago, so I've got a salary as long as I want to work and when I retire we'll have my significant pension. He was still waving that roll at me as I came up to him and smothered him in an embrace. Then I started to feel guilty about something else, something that's always bothered me in this relationship, although I guess it's silly. Wally claims it's part of what attracted him to me in the first place. Wally's not a small guy, but I'm still a good three inches taller than him in my flats. I guess you could call me a "big girl." I'm not fat or anything, although nobody's ever accused me of being skinny either. I'm just, well, big. It makes me feel like I'm exaggerating his problems just by existing. Not only am I the breadwinner, I wear bigger pants than him, too. But he always says he doesn't see it that way. After a few moments of me holding him like that, he pushed me away and started muttering something about burnt bread not doing anybody any good, then went to put on his oven mitts. I grabbed the two remaining stale rolls and slunk out of the kitchen, telling Wally to meet me in the bedroom when he was done. I looked at the two rolls in my hand with severity. I needed something that Wally had made so it could work as a conduit. Something that represented his bond to me. Bread. I went to my makeup drawer and pulled out a few jars that aren't exactly makeup. I twisted one open and used the brush on the lid to paint the rolls with the transparent liquid. Then I twisted the others open and sprinkled a little powder from each on the rolls. Then I put them on my bed stand and changed into something that Wally would find more interesting. Part of it was my guilt, part of it was selfishness, but I'd made the decision fairly soon after Wally was fired. That's why I nudged him towards baking, and that's why I established the tradition he was about to put into practice. "Mia," he called from the stairway. "You know where I am," I replied. Wally walked into the doorway, holding a small roll carefully in his hands. First roll of every batch, we came up to the bedroom and ate together. Wally sat down on his end of the bed and pinched the roll at one end, tearing it down the middle. Steam rose from the fresh bread inside as I untied Wally's apron from behind him and flipped the neck strap back over his head. He tossed away the apron and turned to me, handing me half of the bread. This would work to connect us more strongly while I did what I had to do. My eyes didn't leave his as the aromatic steam wafted into my nose and the soft bread brushed my lips. We bit into our halves simultaneously, and my lips slipped into a smile again. I always love Wally's baking, but today's bread was even better than normal. The taste of the bread was still in my mouth as I leaned over to kiss him and unbuttoned his shirt. He started pushing his hands up underneath my own shirt, but I stopped him. No, today was going to be a bit different. I put on my best seductive face and told him to lie down on his stomach. He did so, and I pulled the now-unbuttoned shirt off of his back, leaving him in just his around-the-house shorts. Then I took one of the stale rolls and started rubbing his back. "Mia," he said with mock suspicion, "what are you doing?" His fake suspicion triggered my very real guilt, and I faltered a bit before saying "Back massage. I told you the rolls were still good for something." Then I started pressing the stale bread harder into his back. Through a combination of the good quality of his baking and my little enchantment, the roll never even cracked. "Whoa, it's starting to itch a bit back there. Am I getting crumbs?" There were no crumbs. But I stopped a moment to examine what was happening, both for his benefit and to make sure I was doing this right. Just as I expected, there was a patch of skin right in the middle of his back that had a slightly different tone than the rest of his body. It almost looked like a rash or a sunburn, but I knew better. "It's alright, honey," I assured him, "it's going to itch a little, but it'll feel so much better when I'm done." As I said this, I gently rubbed the patch of new skin with my bare fingers. The skin there was soft as a baby's, and a deep moan escaped out of Wally's mouth. "Yeah," he said, "I guess you can keep doing that." I'd gotten over that hurdle, so now the rest would be easy. I started rubbing around the edges of the patch in the middle of his back, and it grew with my ministrations. Slowly, the shape of Wally's back began to change too, as the new parts of him pushed outward against the old parts. His deltoids and shoulders grew outwards, the small of his back grew longer. I worked my way down to his waist, out to his sides, up to the nape of his neck. Any skin I could see until it was all one solid tone: a smooth, blemish-free surface. I took a moment to look at Wally's new back. For a split second I was jealous, but I reminded myself that I didn't need this. Wally did. Then I looked at the roll in my hand. Like I expected, it had gotten a bit thinner along most of the length, and fatter over at one end. Part of me couldn't really believe that this was working, but I chose to ignore that part as I started kneading the roll into Wally's butt. The fabric of his shorts changed more quickly than his skin had, and the change spread by itself. Soon, instead of polyester knee-length grey shorts, Wally was wearing a cotton knee-length grey skirt. By this point, Wally had his eyes closed and didn't seem to notice the change in fabric. I took a moment to admire how the light material displayed his butt, then I reached under the skirt with the roll and started massaging the backs of his thighs with it. When my hands reemerged from under the grey fabric, the backs of his legs down to the knees were the same tone as his back, and the flesh there had expanded in all directions. His butt was bigger, too, and l didn't have to lift the skirt to see the obvious panty line that the added mass had caused. The roll had refined its shape more. Now the bread was clearly phallic, but still rounded and indistinct. It had gotten harder, too. I finished making my way down his legs, going over his calves and heels. I nudged him in his now-rounded shoulder and whispered "roll over, now it's time for the front." Without saying anything, without opening his eyes, Wally rolled over on the bed, over to my side. I noticed with some satisfaction that his feet were at the same place on the flower-print quilt as mine usually were when I was in that position. I forced myself to stop admiring Wally's resting form and start working again. Too long a break and he might open his eyes. I started with his feet, rubbing them with the bread until the skin was soft and his rough toenails were crystal clear. The feet grew a little. Wally and I had always had the same size feet, but I guess now his are finally bigger than mine. I moved up to the shins, the knees, watching as coarse hair and hardened muscle gave way to soft skin and gentle curves, seeing his flesh expand ever so slightly. Further, up his thighs and under the skirt again. I could feel it as his hips flattened, widened, and finally his member shrank and disappeared. He moaned lightly as I rolled the bread over his belly. He already looked younger, if oddly proportioned. My selfishness, my selflessness. Part of me made him younger for his sake, to be able to learn and adapt, to feel useful again and to know that he had a future he could develop. Another part of me did it for myself. I didn't want to see him deteriorate, so I gave him so much youth that by the time he reached this point in his life again, I'd be long gone and unable to witness it. But that wasn't enough. The spell needed a template, and I guess I could have found one other than myself, but I convinced myself that he'd be better off as a woman. He wouldn't feel pressured into being the primary provider. If he felt useless again, he would feel satisfied with a house-bound role, because society would tell him that it was okay. Then again, maybe it was so that I wouldn't have to see my husband's face every time I looked at him. In either case, I took away his problem, and made him more capable of dealing with it on the off chance that it came back. Belt and suspenders, I thought to myself. Ironic how he wouldn't be needing either of those garments anymore. His arms, his belly, his neck... all that was left below the chin was his chest. I wasn't sure how this would work. The roll was basically a penis and a set of balls now. I grabbed the shaft and pressed the balls end on top of his left nipple, then rubbed around in a circle. Once again, the flesh changed tone and expanded, although a bit more dramatically than the rest of his body. When the skin stopped changing, when the chest stopped expanding, he had a single large boob, bigger than my own I noticed. And soon after he had two large boobs, perfectly proportioned. I took a step back. The body wasn't exactly mine. I was a template, but he wasn't an exact copy of me. He still held most of his physical characteristics, just shaped into my general mold. I noticed that he'd grown some more, his feet almost coming to the end of the bed. It made me deeply happy for him. That, finally, my husband was taller than me, and he wouldn't have to worry about people looking at him strangely when we walked together. But then again, would we be walking together any more? The spell should have created a bond that would keep us together, but our relationship would have to be different. I looked at his face. That wonderful face that I'd spent half my life with. I was about to make it disappear. Suddenly I had second thoughts. Could I reverse what I'd done? Find some other way to help him? How could I live knowing that this new person I was creating used to be my husband? I didn't have time to think about that, because as I stood next to the bed, Wally opened his steely blue eyes. His expression was confused, worried. He looked up at me wordlessly, eyes pitifully staring directly at me with this sad, pleading look. The magic was too well infused into him now, he wasn't really a full person. But he still felt, and I could see the pain in his face. There was only one way for me to ease that pain. I wrapped Wally in my arms and rested my head next to his. Then I started stroking the bread roll against his hair. I don't know if it was the magic or my physical contact that calmed him down, but I felt his breathing slow, and when I pulled back I saw that his eyes were still glassy, but the expression wasn't pain, it was just numb. The more I stroked, the longer his hair grew, the more his grey areas darkened to chestnut brown. His face widened as his skin softened, his features becoming more rounded, like mine. His eyes closed, and I was free from the haunting gaze. When they opened again, they opened wider than I'd ever seen them go, and his irises were a deep brown. The tears were gone. The pain was gone. She just had this curious look, so stark a change from how Wally had been just a moment ago. She curled her lips into a smile, and I had to turn away so she wouldn't see my own tears start to form. I couldn't let her first new experience be my crying, She would be confused, she'd react badly, and it might taint our life-long relationship. I didn't want that, so I left her to her own devices for a few minutes. She found the roll, the one that had changed her, just like she was supposed to, and pushed it under her skirt, barely even noticing me. That was fine. For her, there was nothing special about today. This was a part of our normal routine, I guess. I looked over at the second roll I'd prepared. Should I? "Oh," the new girl moaned, "how do you get bread to come out like this?" I buried my head in a pillow quietly enough that she wouldn't notice. I couldn't do this. I couldn't live knowing who this person used to be, even knowing that I'd helped her, improved her life. I still wanted us to stay close, and we would, but I wanted to remember too. Wanted to keep Wally in my head so he could still exist in some way. But it would never work. I couldn't have both. If she stayed in my life, she'd always remind me of Wally, and if she left then I would lose the bond. I'd made a mistake by even trying this in the first place. So I didn't have a choice. I silently lifted myself up, reached for the second roll, brought it to the side of my head and, for the second time that afternoon, I killed my husband. It felt weird. Like, when your sinuses are clogged and you turn your head, the feeling of all the gunk inside moving from one side to the other. That's what it felt like. Just little waves of pressure moving out of my head and into the roll. Little waves of discomfort, my small price for a lifetime of blissful ignorance. Little waves causing silent tears to press themselves out of my eyelids as I squeezed them shut. Why was I crying? I was losing something, but what? I'm usually not this unstable. Especially when Wendy's around. She just makes me feel better. Maybe it was this sinus headache. I opened my eyes and rubbed them. Had I been crying? Maybe an eyelash fell into them or something. What was this I had in my hand? It looked like a small bread roll, but it was molded into the shape of a man. That was odd. I looked up at Wendy, still going at it on her own, and decided it was time for me to join the younger girl. Normally getting involved with one of my students was repulsive, but what I did with Wendy, well, it didn't feel that way. It wasn't a romantic thing. It just felt natural for us to be together. Maybe it was how we were both big girls. Maybe it was our shared bread fetish. Even though we were clearly doing something sexual, it didn't really feel that way. I unbuttoned my blouse and started rubbing Wendy on the backs of her shoulders. She leaned back into me and the warmth of her body just felt so comfortable. Like it was something I'd lived with all my life, and couldn't live without. Well, I wouldn't have to. Wendy's a special girl. She's going to be somewhere amazing one day, and I'm going to be with her every step it takes to get there.

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Communication can be difficult, especially when it's easy. As he stood up from the limousine, the first bellboy pounced. "Welcome, sir. Please follow me. Joseph, help them with the bags." (You look rich. So let Joe do the work, and give me the tip.) The young man introduced himself as he led them across the lobby past the front desk. "I'm Peter. Anything you need, just let me know, sir." (Keep the cash flowing, and I'll suck up just as much as you like.) He provided the essential...

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Rather Lucky Than Good

Nice summer morning in lovely Peachtree Corners Ga. In the Atlanta area everything is Peachtree something. Gonna be another hot one, here it was just 9:30 and already 85 with 95% humidity. Just walking back up the drive from getting the mail, I saw the annual decal for my license plate was there. I like to renew by mail when I can rather than going to the tax office. Nice folks, but I just don’t like standing in line. Good it came today as the old one expired yesterday. Might as well take care...

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Remote Control

"How was that, baby," Vern asked his wife, Pam as he rolled of her rolled off of her after an almost one hour fuck-a-thon!?! "Oh, honey," she cooed softly while stretching her sleek body, "it was really wonderful, I came at least a hundred times!!!" "Good," he said with a laugh while leaning over and kissing her on the cheek, "cuz if you need anymore you're outta luck, I'm one dead puppy!!!" A few minutes later the only sound you could hear was Vern's soft even snoring as he...

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Cat girl Charity A personal invitation to dance

So come and join us now, as Charity is invited to a formal Academy Ball, while she has other ideas of a dance in mind. I hope you enjoy this. Please leave some comments so I can improve the story line better. ====================================== They say in the tales of old that the eyes are a window unto the soul; while a mirror is supposedly the revealer of all that is hidden away, showing to all who bother to look and understand the reality of what IS, not hidden away from us...

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B5 Chapter 11 Jeannes Wild Night Jeanne Du

Chapter 11: Jeanne's Wild Night - Jeanne Duz VeronicaBarocca and Jeanne arrived back at the hotel room later in the afternoon, on Sunday. All the rest of the girls were gathered there. Barocca gave them a rapid-fire rundown of what had gone on at the Island. "Okay, girls," said Barocca. "I guess there'll never be a better time than right now to get started with this. Who's gonna be first to show Jeanne the ropes, to get her ready for the contest?" "Don't I have a say in this, Barocca?"...

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Caught Mom Giving Stranger Blow Job

Coming back from the pub after last orders one night, I heard the groans of a courting couple down the ally on our housing estate. I took a quick look and was totally dumbstruck when I saw it was my mother on her knees sucking this fat bloke off.“What and the hell are you doing,” I shouted at themMom let slip his semi hard cock from her mouth and stood up, pulling her skirt down as she did.“You get home,” I shouted to mom and grabbing her arm “And you can fuck off and leave her alone” I shouted...

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She Knew My NameChapter 2

The next morning I made two trips by Ellen’s house. She was not out on the porch steps so I did not even get a chance to wave to her. That afternoon when I walked down the sidewalk by Ellen’s house Mrs. Farrow was just pulling in the short driveway that is barely long enough to fit their car in. I stood on the sidewalk at the end of the driveway and waited to see if Ellen was in the car. Both front doors opened and I knew I had hit the jackpot. Ellen emerged from the passenger side and...

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Bianca Paragon Part Three

Foreword: Dear Readers, I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago. Now, thanks to my new French friend Avaro Le Banni, who searched his archive and forwarded a copy to me, I am pleased to post Bianca Paragon here. Here's part two of four parts. - Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...

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The Sexiest KissChapter 3 The Dream House

That brings us back to present day. I fed in the address Jeremy had given me into my GPS and began following its instructions to his house. When I got there, I had to drive around the block to see if I had made a mistake; I couldn't believe my eyes I was that surprised! It was absolutely beautiful. Since he had no kids, ex-wives or girlfriends to tie up his financial resources Jeremy invested all his time and money in his house and, from the way he described it, he must have put every...

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Busted Axle RoadChapter 65

The days were noticeably getting shorter now; it was already dark as Josh and the others drove back toward Spearfish Lake from Albany River. It had been another late-starting date. Football conditioning had started the first of the week, in the mornings, and then Josh had had to make a Kremmling turn, while Danny had done the way freight to Camden. Bud Ellsberg, the president of the Camden and Spearfish Lake, had been a football player once, and a pretty good one for the Marlins at that, so...

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Wading Through Some Sticky Slime

Chapter 1 Jim Matthews reflected on how well the last six months had gone. He had received a large promotion at work and had consolidated that promotion by doing a masterful job of coordinating and implementing the transition to a fully automated currency exchange program at his bank. He had a personal assistant named Lupe who had become a valuable colleague to him, as well as being a very good friend. He also found his personal life to be happy and fulfilling, being in love for the very...

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LovingChapter 16

A Different Approach A New Revelation: Carol's Story The next morning, we slept in very late, exhausted from the previous few days. I awoke with Carol snuggling closer to me, Carol kissed me and said, "I want to go home... can we... please?" Without a word I reached over and called the desk asking them to get us on the next flight to DC. In due time we were flying toward Washington DC and our new lives. New and even better it turned out. I watched as Carol dressed that morning... she...

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Escape From The Club

Jake and I went out with friends. I was tired of feeling lonely, and it was his idea to get people to go out and celebrate the new year.At the club, all our friends were dancing and having a good time. I was coming out of the bathroom after fixing my bra and hair when I saw him.*“Where’re our friends?” I ask.He points in the distance. “I think they’re over there.”We walk back to our friends and start dancing. A Latin song plays. He holds his hand out to twirl me, and I followed. We join hands...

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My daughter started it all part 1 of three

This is how it all started with my daughter okay here are the first of the two parts of the daughter and how she started the whole thing...part 2 to f and 3 to followollowSo, the other night my daughter comes over to talk to her mother, she walks in and I look at her she has on a sundress with loose straps that she must keep pulling up the front otherwise her tits start to show. I am sitting on the couch in the living room and she sits on the one across from my chair. I have my own chair and on...

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A World of My OwnChapter 4 Attitude Adjustments

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Naked Wet DaughterChapter 6

It was late the next night and Fran and her husband, Mike, were alone in the luxurious master bedroom. Fran was on her hands and knees in the middle of the big bed, her husband kneeling behind her. The beautiful woman looked back at Mike over her right shoulder, her eyes glittering with desire and excitement. "Oh, please hurry, darling! I'm so horny! Go ahead! Do it, Mike it, do it! Fuck me dog style!" she begged. "Sure, baby, any minute now," Mike drawled. He was deliberately...

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A Glory Hole in my Bedroom

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open asshole training

“Your ass is too tight.” I blinked and looked at him.“What?”“Your ass is too tight. It hurts you when I fuck it, and I want to fuck you more. And harder.” I waited for him to continue. “So from now on we’re going to train your little asshole to take my cock better.”“How will you do that?”“It’s easy. You need to be a good little girl and train yourself to be nice and ready for me to fuck your ass whenever I like.” He handed me a brand new bright blue butt plug. “You are to keep this with...

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Cassies Night of Ooh La La

A million city lights twinkled, and Cassie’s brown eyes glimmered as she took them all in.“Oh, Paris, I love you,” she whispered.The twenty-year-old American brunette practically skipped out the hotel’s revolving glass doors and opened her arms to the crisp evening air. Her maroon pumps clattered along the walkway as she fast-walked to the sidewalk and into the heart of the city, passing a quaint little rustic-wood café and regal-looking old stone statues whose grey eyes gazed serenely at the...

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My wife and friend fuck at his new hot tub

It was very late by the time we got to even get in the hot tub. Maybe 1am but it was nice and cool and breezy from the passing thunderstorms. Perfect night for a hot tub. Our friend has done stuff before with us (foursome FFMM, MMF at hotel) be we weren't sure if he was going to continue to do things. so at first everyone was nervous staying apart from each other until we had a few drinks in us. The other times they fucked he had performance anxiety so it was still hot but he just didn't cum....

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Ghost Lightning A Halloween Story

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Im Still in Love First Steps

You know the song ‘no one is to blame?’ I never understood how no one could be responsible for keeping to people who truly love each other apart. Now I find myself in that very place. We were in love. What am I saying I still love her? I don’t know how she feels but I assume she does feel the same way. I love her and I can’t have her. It is killing me a little more every day. People say it will fade and I know it will but I also know that when I turn 50 or 60 if I was to see her I would...

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Luanas Degradation

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Uncle8217s ne ghar me choda

Hello mai tanu, ummar 21 figure 34 28 34 rang gora, lund aur galio ki bhukhi ladki, jab lund milta hai to pagal kuttia ki tarah ho jati hu, kapdo mai bahut sharif bachi par dosto mai mere kapde utarte hi bilkul randi jisko jitna tadpao utna hi maza aata hai jitni sakhti karo utna hi maza deti hai 1 bar mere papa ke purane dost america se aaye hue the pranav aur danis jo pehle papa ke sath hi padte the baad mai buissnes ke liye america chale gaye india ghumne aaye unke sath unka i americy dost...

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Best Friends

"Emma, I'm just jumping in the shower," shouted Selma. "Okay," I replied as I collapsed onto the double bed we would be sharing tonight. Selma was my best friend and we had just got back to our hotel in central London. We were staying here because we were attending our friends wedding the next morning. I knew this would be particularly hard for Sel because she had just recently broken up with her boyfriend of five years. I don't think single life is much for her, unlike me who seems to be...

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Aunties1

I live with my 2 single aunties, aunt Maleeka is a virgin lady who’s never been married and aunt Afaf is a divorced lady for 17 years, both of them are not bad looking ladies or I should repeat what my best friend said “ they are fuckable”LOL . Over 8 years ago my friend asked me if he could peep my aunties while they’re in bedroom and shower, I said NO to him, but he kept begging me, so I said Ok you can peep and watch them whenever the chance presents itself, to me personally peeping them is...

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My son and I the fourthteen chapter

After a big dinner like that, the two pregnant women needed to just sit down and relax. So we did, and of course chatted it up some more in the process.“Who the hell knew that we'd fall in love with our sons so hard?” Alicia wondered.“I guess a gypsy, if you believe in that stuff. That's all I can figure,” I replied.We made sure to feel each others stomachs. It was nice feeling, rubbing another really big stomach, besides my own. Not that I didn't enjoy feeling mine. My stomach was just a...

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The Only Solution To Long Distance

We had been dating for close to eight months by this point. We met each other on campus one day and got dinner together – it quickly moved from friendship, to friends with benefits. Before we knew it we had become a couple, spending all of our time together, going on dates, and constantly talking. And the sex – I quickly came to realize that two horny teens without supervision have a lot of sex.There was still the issue of my roommate, though – but he spent most of his nights partying. As it...

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Ensuring the Family Tree Has BranchesChapter 45

Sure enough, Summer was good to what she'd told Philip and the next afternoon she was in his office, working to get what it was that she wanted most from her big boss. Big in more ways than one, she laughed to herself. Summer had dealt with her increasing desire to have another baby, and now she wanted one so badly that there was no longer any denying the overwhelming burning within her mind and body to conceive again and bear another baby. "Philip, I'll just be very honest with you and...

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