"My name is Randy,I'm making a note that I need to send flowers to Laura, my sister." This guy is smooth," we heard one of the kids at the table say."...hy don't you boys fuck off? Can't you see Randy and I are trying to have an adult conversation?" the girl said with the same fire in her eyes I had seen when she screamed at me in the parking lot. Turning back to me she reached for my notebook and pen."My name is Julita but please call me Huley," she wrote and handed the notebook back to me.She. One would be perfect, Nicole. It's about ten feet tall, principally carved from carrera marble, but the sculptor has integrated black slate with the white marble. Some of the marble is polished, and some left in a rough state. Likewise with the black slate. The integration is so seamless, the pieces appear to be carved out of one block of stone, and he's introduced some small splashes of color. No, a splash isn't correct terminology. The reds and greens and blues he uses are studied, carefully. "Will it? We've already become girls. Now we've been fucking men. My God, we didn't use any protection! We're probably already pregnant!" "No, Richard. That's not how it works!" But it was too late. I could already feel my belly starting to swell. I looked down and watched in horror as my midriff expanded. It was as if a balloon was being inflated, it happened so quickly. My already prodigious breasts also expanded straining my bra to breaking point. I held one of my heavy mammeries in my hand. So after that you have to have loads of drinks of water and coke, the water so your piss is nice anc clear and the coke to give it a sweet taste. When I came round you had drank about 6 pints af water and 2 large coke and your bladder was nice and full. I had done the same so we were ready for a piss fest. You had put on your sexy stockings and suspenders and lacey bra, you looked stunning, I could just see that you tummy was slightly swollen from all of the piss in it and your bladder was nice.