Phir unki friend ne bola is ko ladki ki t shirt aur jens pahen ke le jate he hair saloon me . Phir mene jabarjasti cloths pehne aur . Phir wo muje ek ...ade saloon me le gayi waha khali aurat hi thi muje saram bhi aa rahi thi par wo saloon wali malkin ko pechanti thi to unhone bola ki ye mere cousin he iske haircut karne he please kar do na gents saloon me muje jana aacha nahi llaga is liye isko yaha le aai to hairdresser ne kaha thik he isko yaha betha do aur bol do ladki ko kese bal cut karne. Jimmy gasps slightly but says nothing. I pull him closer, pressing my breasts into his chest and biting firmly but not hard on the tendon topping his right shoulder. My arms grip his torso, kneading his well-toned back with fingertips as I intertwine our legs, rubbing my right against his currently flacid penis and grinding my crotch down onto his right thigh. I relish that whole-body contact, the sensations from almost half my skin, more as Jimmy wraps his arms around me, and I can feel. Don'tworry, you won't be a big as Titan Tits. Now you need to heal. Theliquid that you are in will cause you to heal faster and with lessscarring."He turned and busied himself about the lab. It was a long and boringweek. I gathered from his mutterings to himself that he had donesomething to my feet. Something about high heels. He had also widenedmy hips, though I had no idea how much. He had also combined all sixpairs of nipples with my own. Something about nanomachine microsurgeryto make mine. If you must know, let’s just say I indulged in another depraved and disgusting act. It turns out I did know what I wanted. I’m loathed to admit it, but eventually, yes, I knew what was going on, and was complicit. And yes, it’s terrible I know, but I ended up loving it, and god forbid, I fear I may need to do it again.Mart’s storyThe DVD opened, I wide bright room, there she was, I felt a sharp pang of guilt, but it was short lived, she was on her back on a low platform, it looked like an.