" She'd never even consider doing something like that, she's too modest"!"Well, at least all your efforts are going to be rewarded when we close this ...eal, like I told you, if everything goes right, your in for at least a fifty-thou bonus. Pretty good down payment on that house you two want."After smoking up the other half of the joint, Stacy got off the bed and had to steady herself with a hand on the night stand slowly moveing to the mirrored closet doors. Looking at her reflection, as if,. How didhe get back home he wondered. He stood up, and felt very odd. He saw blonde hair hanging down the sideof his face and held it up to look at. He noticed that his hands weren'tright, and that his fingernails were long and polished red. Looking down on himself he got a bigger shock, seeing large mounds on hischest. Grabbing them he found that they were real, or at least felt so.He could feel the weight of them as they stuck out from his front. Herecognized the shirt he was wearing as what. . I know nothing of princes. The princesses are above the rest of us. They get a choice -- you get a choice and we get nothing." I get more than you, and I understand why you don't understand that. But, princesses?" We are taught that girls are special. That we can't touch them 'unless we are worthy.' Except we don't measure up, do we?" Perhaps it is because you don't measure up?" I asked innocently."That's what you all say. Of course, you measure up, so there's no problem, right?"I looked at. As the spanks rose and fell, their sharp retorts spiking the equalizers in the sound truck, all eyes were glued to the scene. Ed had a world class spankable bottom, not only in form, but in reaction. His white bottom slowly colored and though it was clearly muscular and firm, the bottom flesh bounced and jiggled in response to the spanks. “Ma” seemed mesmerized and bent to her task with a religious fervor. Those on set would later argue over drinks about which was the most impressive: Billy’s.