I saw a reserved for sign with his name on it. Before I can say anything, he leaned over and kissed me hard. I started to respond. Then he stopped and...said something I couldn't quite hear.Next thing I knew I was standing with my hands over my face. I was looking through my fingers. My skin felt odd and I was not wearing any clothes. Mike stepped in front of me and said, "Welcome to my art gallery, my newest piece of art. Just so you know, your body has been sprayed with something that makes it. . the heels go on , instantly giving me a deep craving to be a slag , the lube and poppers are put on the shelf behind the toilet cistern and on that shelf i pour out a good helping of the drone and chop about 8 fat lines .. i hoover up the first 2 with a rolled up tenner which i then slide into the top of my stocking.. within seconds it hits me and i know immediately that somehow or other i will be getting fucked in the ass sooner or later , that gear is such a bad influence .. by. I'm moving out. I want toleave. I'll order some men's clothes from Pennies and when the stuffgets here I'll move out. I don't want to do this anymore," I said withconviction, my mind still reeling from the bedroom session. He camenear."So you're going to order some 'guy' clothes then move out and that's ithuh?" he said. "I'd think that over?Tim. Look at you! Your hips aregetting wider and you're getting real titties now! Besides," hechuckled, "what do you plan to do with that shaved and. ” Mallory pulled back the bed’s plain covers and instructed Daphne to open her legs. At sight, Mallory winced but wasn’t surprised. Daphne’s tan thighs were battered a putrid hue of black, blue, and purple. Worst were the fingerprints near her asshole, where Valerie pried her apart to sink herself deeper.Daphne yawned her thighs to reveal her blonde pubes matted with dried semen. As she lifted her legs apart further, Mallory could make out the dripping glaze still seeping from her classmate’s.