Her full chest now heaved outward with a pair of pliant orbs after she swelled out two cup sizes and her ass now stood out behind her round and meaty ...ith thick thighs and hips.Damn… I’ve REALLY let myself go…” Posing again, she felt her depression kick in again, along with a low growl from her stomach that made her frown down at her pudgy middle. “Oh, shut up I just ate 30 minutes ago!” Sighing, Mystique let her arms drop to her sides and sulked. Her larger chest wobbling slightly from the. " I don't have your phone number," she said, though her body language also clearly showed she wouldn't have dared call even if she did have it."No, but you know where I live. And as to my number, here it is," I said and wrote both our landline and my mobile number on a scrap of paper. "Can I have yours?" I don't have my own mobile phone and we have no landline," she said miserably."But what if you mother wants to get hold of you?" I blurted."She doesn't," Fran replied, and tears started to form. " Right. Guess I'd better be on my way then. Sorry to have bothered you." Just a minute, guy. I didn't say I wouldn't help you. It's just that... it'll require a little, shall we say, social engineering, to get the ball rolling." And why would you want to help me, Kyra?" Let's just say I'm more impressed by your determination than your non-existent credentials. And, it could be that while you were busy undressing me with your eyes, I might just have been doing the same to you. I appreciate a. From the small side room I used as a dressing room (or rather undressing room) I heard them being welcomed and some scr****g sounds that I took to be the setting up their equipment. Then Janice opened the door and asked me to join them. I took a deep breath and walked to the raised plinth at the back of the studio. The five easels were arranged in a semicircle. All the ladies politely said hello as Janice introduced me. I took off my robe and sat on the stall feeling rather self concious. There.