“Fancy a cuppa mum? asked Michelle.“Thanks, hun that would be great”Michelle filled the kettle with the Boost and made two cups. She had forgott...n about the Boost only being for her, still what harm could it do. It was only fortified vitamin water she thought when handing the cup to her mother.“Thanks, dear” Linda smiled sipping her tea.SaturdayIt was a lovely morning. Michelle woke feeling light and refreshed. Her cup of tea, then a dose of Boost and the murmurings from her work tablet through. Michelle developed her relationship with me much faster than Karen. My girlfriend didn't understand that, so she mentally measured Michelle's physical changes on pace with what had happened to her. Michelle barely had any weight to lose too, which advanced her physical changes greatly.The volleyball matchup was like watching two superheroes play the game. I could barely the follow the ball. Karen had a motherfucker of a kill shot, but Michelle blocked Karen's best hits time and time again.. Luxuriant curls seemed to glisten in the light, hinting a promise of the moist delights below.Stepping up onto the table, she moved her feet onto each side of the box lunch and then she sat down, her ass conforming to the curved top of the box. She moved her feet down onto the lower tier of the table, so her knees stuck up to about my head level. Looking forward, I saw several pieces of sushi and sashimi, a bit of rice and some salad in the different compartments of the box. Centimeters above. The doctor took out his finger and sniffed it. His eyesclosed for a second and then he inserted the finger inmy wife’s pussy again. This time, he rubbed her pussylips sideways up and down. He repeated it a few timesand asked her if it was the position where her pussywas itching. His exact words were, “Lady, is your pussy itchinghere? Or here? Or here? Or here?” each time he wouldmove his finger on a different part of her pussy lips.My wife, clearly in discomfort, replied,.