“Bigger” she said. The truth serum induced thoughts had a different idea after feeling her breasts so warm and delightful.The grew again. From H�...s to I’s. She didn’t want it to stop.“Bigger” she moaned again.I’s to J’s they grew once more.“BIGGER” She screamed in sexual ecstasy.The Perv couldn’t believe it, this bitch was crazy. He pumped her up to M’s, gave them the gravity defying skin to hold them proud and tall.Veronica could barely see the mirror anymore. She couldn’t see below her jutting. Conservatively, as always. Cute little mini skirt, short enough to be a little sexy, especially when I'm sitting and the skirt is riding up my thighs but not so short as to look slutty. I picked out a fashionable, yet low cut top to compliment the skirt. My hair is pulled back in my usual ponytail. As always: cute, innocent, hottie me.There was good food, good booze and nice, well-dressed people.And while most of them were my parent's age, that's what I was looking for. There were a couple of. Stephens watched the approaching cloud of dust coming down the road. It was nearly time. Was he doing the right thing? The aging farmer looked at his ramshackle house and the fields dying crops crying out for even a brief rainstorm. What choice did he have? ?Margaret! Come out here!? He called toward the house. Margaret looked up from her book. What could her father want? Her mother and her sisters all came into the parlor from different doors, all of them giving her a strange. I’m not thinking real clearly right now.”“It’s okay, understandable; I’ll be there in a few. Stay safe.”When I arrived, the police were already there. They’d looked at her copy of the restraining order and called a forensics team to gather evidence, an unusual step for a property crime, but they had a healthy prejudice against domestic violence and crimes of passion. I was carrying, so I made sure they were aware of that fact, and that I had a permit, and after they were gone and her car had.