She was slightly tall, pale white skin, and the straps of her bra stretched as she performed her chore. She was plump in weight, I couldn’t make out...any bones in her torso, and as she bent, her figure would roll over, more like a real washboard than any of those hardbody abs you might be shown in underwear ads. I didn’t mind that she wasn’t some wafe skinny girl, her plump body only lent to the curviness of her figure, and the elastic of her bra was forced to do its job as she bounced her tits. His moist Xenomorph lips are very close to her ears, the lips whisper to her in a gently hypnotic rhythm which slowly, delicately empties her head-meat until she is in a hypnotic trance, her eyes milk over and her lips become slack and her lips dribble and her screams become soft gurgles and her thrashes become gentle little twitches. Her Master's thick leather pole pokes straight up towards the ceiling, horny from the Xenomorph's raw dominance over the weak little girly. The Xenomorph whispers. They both smiled at me and Jas said good girl we knew you'd say yes, we're so glad you did. As I sat there not knowing what to expect, Kay got in the back with us and locked all the doors. The car was huge inside but with Kay's bulky figure it got a bit tight on that back seat.Jas made the first move, she stroked my cheek and then lightly kissed me on the mouth,I responded and kissed her back. I felt her tongue slip inside my mouth, her kiss getting more passionate, her hand lightly brushed the. .. really far too far above the waist, so it becomes more of acropped top. And we musn't forget the huge hairbow...You'd always thought those outfits were ridiculous, you'd seen so manyof them. You'd spent hours staring at pics like that thinking howridiculous the sissies looked. Many hours.Oh, and he wanted it in pink plastic, why not? "My plastic pansy puff!"was what he liked to say in the chatroom.He wanted the outfit and pose from a picture he liked. It was a sissymodel in this pose,.