I’d found the perfect slapper at the dollar store. It was supposed to be a c***d’s toy but the little round disk on the top was perfect for slappi...g nipples and the very sensitive pussy lips. Carrie both loved and hated the toy, but it was part of the fun almost every time we played.At various points over the course of appetizers, dinner and dessert, I turned on the toy and challenged her to follow the instructions she’d been given. Carrie nearly blew it a few times, but I was generous and. I had gone in and redesigned the entire space. It was a space dripping with elegance and opulence. Just the refresher space alone was 4 times the size of a normal living pod. It included cold, warm and hot water baths. Real baths, not showers. The cooking spaces included every cooking device known to man and enough refrigerator and freezer space to supply a family of 4 for a year. And I had stocked them with every delicacy available. The communications room also held state of the art radio,. Lydia did her best to wipe away her tears before diving inside Callie'shead, no longer wanting to see her mismatched reflection. However theskin worked, she opened her eyes to new light. Callie stared back ather reflection and in her eyes, Lydia saw the veiled combination ofawe, horror, and a hint of amusement. The Callie in the mirror finishedadjusting the skin till it was flawless, her movements no longer underLydia's command. When she was satisfied, she struck the same pose Lydiahad. I hadn't been there a full minute when a good looking redhead sat down across from me. She looked a bit familiar and I was trying to place her when she grinned at me and said, "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."It was Matty. We skipped afternoon classes and got reacquainted. Michael was also attending the same college and he and Matty were sharing an apartment. She asked me to join them for dinner that night and I did and soon after that Matty and I began keeping steady company. We.