Pat could only imagine 105 lbs, assuming earth gravity. I, well back home me, weighed 190 lbs. I was quite a bit trimmer here but I was also more musc...ed. I wanted a scale. I wondered if it might tell me anything. So yeah, she’s tiny, and I’m kind of built to absorb some shock, but she knows how to jab her fists. A shot to the shoulder would’ve been OK. She punched me in the crook of the elbow, I scurried away, dragging my fingers up Kia’s thigh. Kia twitched and erupted out grabbing my wrist. John walked into the hallway to check on the person there. Ed joined him. The panther moved through the house to sit at the front door. John looked at Ed, “I guess Rover called for reinforcements.”“So where did he go?”John thought about it for a moment and then answered, “I’ll bet he went across the street to watch your house, in case anyone went over there.”“Smart cat.”There was a knock on the front door. A voice called out, “John, this is Juan Ortega. Are you alright in there?”“I’m fine. I’ll. “Come on, dad. Enjoy this, our mom won!” I said.Finally, dad also started clapping. Mom received the check and was stepping down.“No no, we are not finished yet,” the guy said. Mom went back to the stage again.“I noticed that you have a great pair of boobs, if you could let me squeeze them, I will give you some more money,” he said.Mom was thinking. After a few seconds, she took his hands and placed them on her boobs. He squeezed them for some time.“Wow, these are really awesome, guys,” he said. From what I understand from these emails, Davidson did the same to Carl.After our lives were destroyed, we were taken to a secret facility wherewe were reprogrammed and reshaped into identical looking whores.Davidson wanted Carl to fully become Carly, and took great pleasure incastrating him and giving him a vagina, while Thompson wanted me to keepmy tiny useless cock so that I would be constantly reminded of who Iwas, even if it was under layers of neural reprogramming. It was atthat point.