Call it paranoia. I got up, dressed and said, “Sorry, ladies. Carry on without me.” I went downstairs and found Lilly – she was drunk but Lilly,...when drunk, was the same as Lilly sober. “Did we get fucked, darling?” “Nearly.” She took my arm and led me to corner where we sat apart from all the remaining revellers and resting back to back we talked. “How was Bertie?” “Fucking useless. Came in his pants poor love. I hardly touched him.” Knowing Lilly as I did that was probably enough to make. Jacqui looked down at her customised body. On her chest were two breasts that were slightly larger than average but not massive but much more firm an perky than her real breasts under those where another smaller pair of breasts and another under those and another. She looked to her left and activated the camera and manipulated it to get a better look at her virtual body. There were 7 pairs of breasts along her torso. The top pair were the biggest and where real breasts would be and the bottom. Did she have to say it? “…Please…“ she ventured. No response. “Please…” she said again, humiliated. “I need…“ she stopped herself from completing the thought. He leaned down, his proximity bringing heavier waves of want to her, and quieter still he said, “I told you you’d beg”. Slowly, ever so slowly he started to slide into her. Kayla whimpered, adrenaline pumping through her body as she realized what it meant to feel full. Taylor smiled at her helplessness, and not a second after her. Flirting was on too. She came to my room in the evening, even though there were no instructions from Manish. We chatted for about an hour and then she wanted to leave. I asked her that every time you come to my room, you have to leave an article of your clothing here. She smiled and removed her jacket and threw it on me followed by a wink.I didn’t sleep properly, expecting a run in the morning again, but nothing like that happened. Next day, I went to Ayushi’s class and it was usual. All of us.