"Two tops, one bottom, looking for another bottom."I clicked the ad. "I'm a panty bottom shared by a partnered older couple. We're looking for a young...guy into older; you and I will be bottom buddies together. Bonus points if you like to dress. We'd like something regular, but one-off is ok too. We will host."Attached were pictures of the bottom's legs in stockings, and two really thick-looking cock pics.I was sold. "Hey there, I'm game and love older guys. Also open to dressing. I've attached. If the switch was left too long in one position, the belt turned off, but it reactivated as soon as the lever was moved. There was no lateral control, that had to come from somewhere else.For some yet unknown reason, the belt only acted on the items that were inside the belt; anything outside the belt was unaffected. John had not yet found the limit to the lifting capacity of the belt, but it was obviously very high since it could lift a Wasp without difficulty.John had managed to fit the belt. Dom was four inches taller than me and wore a 33-inch inseam. Liz had long legs. Skye had longer legs. She proved it by pulling on a pair of her boyfriend’s pants. They fit her perfectly everywhere but the waist and the butt.That led to a spirited discussion about body types and body images (along with body shaming). Jessica and Kristin were shaped similarly (and what I would consider normally). Jill was petite. Skye and Liz were tall. Jessica and Kristin were in the normal range for females. .. people." She all but spat that last word. "In fact, they would like a chance to thank the three of you. Do you think you and the others could come over this evening?" I don't see why not." Angel smiled. She gave her the numbers for Sherry and Robin, and got the address from her.When she told her parents about the call, her mother volunteered to drive her. She admitted to a certain curiosity about the twins and their mother, after Angel's earlier descriptions. Angel got ready, and soon they.