And that was when she felt normal. She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people looked at her, they...saw her tits first and foremost, and very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would. Long spurts of thick white paste had spurted out and landed on the rug. She could tell from her brother’s body language that he enjoyed it when he spurted and he told her that he felt similar to her when her body spasmed. Over the next few weeks, when she was in the bath, her brother would enter his finger into her, a little at a time as he fingered her ‘magic button’. This gave her an extra feeling and she loved it. Then one evening when they were in the house alone, her brother took her on. What have I done ? Dear Gods help me, what have I done ?”. She looked and could see Tim in a cage about halfway across the room. They were both unaware of the door opening.“You are awake I see. I hope that you like the little enhancements we have added to your body.” It was the leader, the man Jim. There were three other men who simply stood near the door watching.Paula retreated to the corner of the bed and tried to curl up into a ball. But she was pulled off. When the man released. “Well, I still like ya,” Emily said finally, cuffing him on the shoulder, “…ya big creep.”• • •“Emily, oh my god, it’s so good to see you!” Chloe squealed, rushing forward to give Emily a quick hug.“Uhh, yeah, you too?” Emily managed, a little bewildered. She’d thought of the tall hipster girl as barely an acquaintance.After high school, their local cast of familiar miscreants had undergone enormous changes. Most of their friends left town for universities out of state, leaving Brian and Emily.