"Ahh!" she screamed, thrashing her body around but being especially mindful to stick out her ass, making it a larger target. "Don't! Stop it!"Another ...tinging smack!"Let me go! Please, just let me go!" She waved her ass back and forth in his face.SMACK!"I won't tell anybody you were here, just please let me go!"She felt the cold, unforgiving tip of the knife against her skin and froze as he dragged it gently down her spine. He buried the blade under the waistline of her panties and gave a quick. I know of hidden legends that made no rational sense. But wecouldn't ignore that fact of what had happened. The first few days wereso strange, watching her so upset, in my body, feeling so lost, sohelpless. I did make an effort to find out more. Together we met with villagers,seeking information, some answer, some way to return things to the waythey were. It was the old woman who convinced me that it had happened -and that it was permanent.We eventually returned home and struggled to adjust. 'Actually I was just going to ask you if I could remove it as the supports are digging into my flesh’ Claire said softly.'No problem,’ Amy said. She unhooked the bra and let it slip onto the floor.'Ahh, that's much better,' Claire said. Amy continued working on her back which was plump and rather fleshy, Amy then worked from her shoulders down her arms which she stretched out for her. She could see the sides of her doughy white breasts as she did this and was rather curious to see what her. ” “Just watching?” Cath teased. “Okay, maybe wanking a bit as well.” Mark’s grin was even broader. Clearly he felt his little slice of heaven on earth had arrived. “Wanna shower, Carrie?” Cath asked. Now that Mark had mentioned it, it seemed like a good fantasy for me too, even if it was a new one. My mind raced through the possibilities. “I think I’d really like that,” I grinned at them. “Can I bring my bag of toys?” “You never told me about a bag of toys,” Cath mockingly pouted. “I only know.