”“OH HELL YES! THANK YOU, LUCIEN! I had given up on looking like anything other than a malnourished orphan. I’ve tried everything to help Alaina...look like a healthy young girl. Now, you’ve come into our lives and given my daughter and me the most amazing bodies I have ever seen ... or even dreamed of all my life.”She was clinging to my neck, and her legs were still locked around my waist when Kasey opened the door to let me walk in with her. Marti and Carol were standing inside the door, naked. I asked how come? She said that my snoring kept her awake and she decided to sleep on the couch last night. Before my wife headed up the stairs, I asked her when she left for the couch this morning. She said that my snoring wouldn’t let her go to sleep, so she spent the night on the couch. What the fuck? How could that be?She was gone up the stairs before I could ask anything else, so I sat down to eat. My daughter asked me if anything was wrong, because I must have looked perplexed. I told her. Sam?”“What?”“Can you?”“Sure,” Sam said, “If she agrees.”“That’s a difficult one,” Ellen said, “You want a beautiful Cassandran woman to alter to short and dumpy?”“No,” Sam said. “You airhead. I want her to look like Sato-san wants. Young and Japanese.”“Only one way to find out,” I said. “Ask.”“But ... but ... but,” stuttered Ellen, “You would have to ask ‘em face to face.”I wondered, “What’s the matter with that?”“It’s against the rules.” Ellen said.I picked up the Rulebooks. “Show me!”Three. The sensation she felt from the fluffiness of teddy encouraged her to speed up the rhythms. She reached for her tiny vibrator and used it against her clit. She was doing a great job at multitasking, allowing a mix of many different pleasures at once.She pinched her rock-hard nipples and was even able to put the left one up to her tongue. This was her favorite part of masturbating. Her neck was on the short side and her breasts were on the long side making it super easy for her tongue and warm.