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I'm supposed to go out with Ryan tomorrow. I don't know. I don't know that I'll be un-re-sized by then. I feel massive down there. I don't know that I would even feel him inside of me or him me. Hard to say. I do like the thought of looking into his eyes while he wonders if his dick shrunk or if I just fucked a guy with a dick twice the size of his. The more I think about that, the more I feel that Ryan should breed me tomorrow. I'll keep you posted...in case you want to know 😜