Reaching to my knee it was quiterespectable, something an actual maid might wear. Was that better orworse for me? If it was shorter I could try and te...l myself it wasjust a costume, a silly joke, something that won't happen again. Likethis though I feel stuck, vulnerable. I feel like I am hers. She evengoes so far as to put the apron on me, the crisp white linen huggingthe dress, making me look like I'd stepped out of some mansion orhotel. What's awful is... I'm not sure I hate the. Akane knelt down in martial style in front of her father who could only look toward the ground instead of the eye's of his youngest daughter, "Akane" he said, "I know you just reached the roasting age last week after we roasted your older sister Nabiki" He added looking into her eye's now, both Ranma and Akane knew what was coming next, "Girl-Meat is very expensive you know that, well we are almost out of Nabiki-Meat, Kasumi is preparing the last piece of her rump" He said looking deep into her. "daddy what's this? who are they" i say in trembeling voice. he gets up and walks to me "these are yo fans baby doll". "my fans?" i say looking at him with my innocent blue eyes. "yeah ho! we here to see you bounce that phat booty" one of them shouts from the back. I run to the bedroom. He walks in and closes the door behind him "don't be scared blondie, this is your dream. you always telling me when we talked online how ou wanna get gangbanged like a pornstar". "that was all pretend, I cant, I. I had to get rid of the delicious concoction – but not before I wrapped the long tresses around me and hair-fucked it as best as I could, to one last orgasm!TITS – It started sneaking my mother’s blouses, balling up another blouse each for boobs, and that was it. Then the bras I could find at stores. Yes, I bought bras at Sears (for my “Mom” or “girlfriends”), not caring what looks I got. D-cups were the biggest I could find, back then. Then later, out on my own, I had woman’s apparel catalogs.