Then I heard a shout behind me. I stood up and turned around when a voicesaid, "Get the hell away from my daughter," and I was blasted against thewal... by some kind of force. As I lapsed into unconciousness, I saw thatit was the Mom. What the hell had she done to me?When I woke up, it felt like days later. I found that I was in a hospitalbed, so I immediately checked for a handcuff on my wrist to the bed. Then,I noticed something weird. My arm didn't look right. It was smaller,much. “Why is no-one answering the fucking phone?” Dick was filled with such rage that he didn’t seem to notice that I was naked. “Shit. Hits. Fan,” Bob muttered, wiping pussy juice from his chin with a filthy rag and pulling his coveralls over his rampant cock before turning to face Richard’s raging storm. “Are you shitting me, Bob? Are you fucking shitting me, Bob?” Bob didn’t answer. “What do I pay you for, you fat fuck? What do I fucking pay you for?” “Fixing cars.” “That’s fucking right.. Hedidn't like to go out much, and was getting pretty depressed with hissituation when he saw a banner ad on one of the sites that caught hiseye"Can't see what you like on this site? Then come try us. We guarantee toget your perfect woman in your bed within a week, or get a free gift!"It sounded too good to be true, and when he went through to the site, hesaw that it was a $49.95 registration fee. Well, he thought, he hadspent more than that on much more desperate options, like pheromonespray. "They're ready for us," Dick said and stepped away. "Please! I need to be fucked. I'll do anything you want. Please somebody fuck me. I don't care, JUST FUCK ME!" They quickly got her down from the shackles and positioned her on the mattress in front of me. As the three men were stripping, she talked to me. "Darling, please don't feel hurt or resentful. It's not their fault. He's right. This happened to me once before and I've lived in fear since. I love you and never want to leave you. I.