She began to hand him another glass when he motioned for her to stop.Michael reached over to the sink to grab the spray hose; turned on the faucet, an... put the hose in his mouth.Shortly thereafter, red text appeared in front of him:FLUID RESERVOIR: 95% FULL"This is different," he told her. "The text is red, now; and it says 95%." What happens when you reach 100?" she genuinely asked."I'm not sure."She handed Michael the still full glass of water she was holding, and he attempted to pour it down. Rathercute actually. At least a B-cup and maybe even a C-cup. So let me call ourdoctor and get you an appointment so that you can find out what theproblem is and what has to be done to fix it." I just mumbled something,gulped down the rest of my cereal, and went upstairs to take a shower andget dressed.Before getting into the shower, I studied myself in the mirror, carefullyexamining my breasts. I noted how they stood out several inches from mychest and were tipped with pink nipples, each. I got out of the car, feeling extremely horny and was followed up to the picnic tables by a guy. I sat down as he approached and he took his cock out and offered it to me to suck as my boyfriend stood next to us watching.It didn’t take him long before he came in my mouth, filling me with loads of his cum, so much that it was escaping from the sides of my mouth as I continued to suck him. As he was leaving, another guy came over and I leant over the picnic table as my boyfriend lifted my skirt. "A poker game," her neighbor said. "You're the entertainment." "You're the pot," the other man said. "Course if I don't win... I'm taking you anyways." "Every ways," her neighbor l aughed maliciously. They dragged her into her neighbor's rough cabin, one he built of stolen materials, it was rumored. Not that he had no money--he was an over privileged rich kid with a hefty trust fund--the kind of kid who grew up getting, or taking, whatever he wanted, including drugs, booze, and most of all,.