04-11-2011, 07:09 PM
Calixte made his way south. Brackish water perfumed the sultry afternoon air. He wished to immerse the other senses in it which is why he followed a faint freshwater scent-trail that mingled almost invisibly with its salty counterpart. The Lilliputian man-yote silently thanked, as always, The Spirit's ambivalence for such a wonderful organ to be attached to his body
Four ghost-quiet naked paws came to the rim of the freshwater lake. With a sustained grin he shifted from his natural form to the tolerably awkward stance of optime form, all while relishing his transformational pain. The shift was a torturous orgasm that always left him happily exhausted. He languidly stepped into the shivering water.
With each step the lake ran its wet hand up his thigh to his ticklish, naked crotch passed his miniscule belly button all the way to his thin, pointy chin. He languished in the water with all but the nose, eyes, and ears above-water. As the tiny, plush alligator floated in the Earth's blue womb he assumed a state of meditation that turned his awareness completely inward.
Four ghost-quiet naked paws came to the rim of the freshwater lake. With a sustained grin he shifted from his natural form to the tolerably awkward stance of optime form, all while relishing his transformational pain. The shift was a torturous orgasm that always left him happily exhausted. He languidly stepped into the shivering water.
With each step the lake ran its wet hand up his thigh to his ticklish, naked crotch passed his miniscule belly button all the way to his thin, pointy chin. He languished in the water with all but the nose, eyes, and ears above-water. As the tiny, plush alligator floated in the Earth's blue womb he assumed a state of meditation that turned his awareness completely inward.