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… back, their weight pinning me to the table, their cock still buried in my ass. And then I felt it. Slowly the weight on my back became lighter, and I could feel bumps forming on their chest. And the log in my ass slowly shrank, to a bat, then a pencil, then a twig, until nothing remained.
Sean Geist
✍ Posy Churchgate
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Love the reverse transformation! Bravo
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