Steve understood now. Stuffing Paula on the couch was such a turn on. After weeks of wondering why he was waking in a sticky mess, Steve found Phil's supply of Elixer and after some Googling, discovered why he had been hazy on where his time was going. Spiking Phil's beer was terrifying and thrilling. Would it work? Will he get his ass kicked by the strong and often angry man? The older father figure was shrinking down, becoming younger and smoother. And explosion of hormones later and she was all over Steve. Seeing what his daughter saw in the skinny and well-endowed boy, she couldn't get enough either. It was a cat and mouse game of who spiked whose drink but the lockdown was becoming less of a chore.
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