As I stood at the edge of the patio, the sun warming and drying my skin, water pooling on the patio blocks I was standing on, the boys came to me. Eac... started by licking the moisture from my legs: shins, calves, and thighs. It was them getting to my thighs that, of course, got us going toward the inevitable. Preta had edged to my front, which moved Wolf to my back. While Preta started swiping with his raspy tongue on my mound, I spread my legs. That also opened better access to Wolf as his. Often it is also modified by having the 2 lower ribs removed, the inner organs relocated so the waist can be reduced to less than 16 inches, breasts enhanced to F or larger and Achilles tendon shortened requiring wearing 6 in or taller heels. Other modifications are at the discretion of its owner. This class is marked by a large silver ring through its clitoris.The next class is the working slaves. The owner may do as he desires and the state will not require any modifications other than. Asbestos itself in unhealthy, but I'd use that...or something coated with platinum, maybe?”“Ah I see. So if I was to transport it how should that be done, exactly?” she purred to him as she her fingers between her legs then fully spread her pussy lips. “I wouldn't want the compound...to be driven on a...bumpy road. Teflon containers...” he says, as his eyes roll around. She nodded her head. “Good. Any other special precautions that are in order?” she asked somewhat firmly while she gently. He walked over to me and started making small talk... I guess to make me feel at ease. We talked about many things. He told me I was cute and that if I dressed up I would look like a very beautiful girl. I didn't say anything about that, but I did think about it and it was exciting to think about it. Nothing else happened, but the seed was planted. Most boys begin to develop masculine features at about age sixteen. I was not one of them. I was about to graduate high school and still I was.