Chapter #6The luck of the blessed by: Unknown As Harry left the two orgasming girls behind, he felt a bit sorry for embarrassing them, and commanded that as they continued to writhe in pleasure, their breasts and asses would grow, with both orgasm and growth stopping when their tits were the size of basketballs. He also made sure suitable, though skimpy, clothing would appear, along with changing their wardrobes to suit their new bodies, and made them devoted lovers.
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Will and Shauna got back to Will's place.
"So, how was it, giving that guy a blowjob?" asked Will.
"Divine. His spunk was incredible."
"So... how about one for me?"
"After the lottery drawing. The jackpot's $700 million, I don't want to miss that. But I suppose if we're lucky we'll win two bucks."
Will retrieved their ticket from a drawer. They watched raptly as the numbers were announced.
"...and there is one winner. One winner, for a jackpot of seven hundred million dollars!"
Will got a lot more than just a blowjob that night.
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Jake finished his cornetto and walked happily. He was a bit disgusted with how that guy was letting that woman put her mouth around his penis--girls were icky!--but he walked on. Besides, the guy had given him the cornetto, so he couldn't be that bad.
Suddenly the ground gave way under him and he fell into a deep cavern.
Surprisingly, he felt no pain. He picked himself up and, through the dim light above, he saw, to his surprise, a wheeled cart and some wooden chests on the cart. Opening one of the chests, he gasped. It was full of gold and jewels--real gold, as he could feel that it was soft to the touch.
He pulled out his cell phone but couldn't get a signal. He did see a dim tunnel leading away from the open area, and, shrugging his shoulders, hauled the cart up the tunnel.
It was very tiring, and on a few occasions the cart almost slipped back down the tunnel. But he got a second wind, and a third, and a fourth, and just kept going until he got to the mouth of the tunnel.
"Hey, that's my house!"
Excitedly he ran toward his house, pulling the cart behind him over the flat ground.
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