"He sent me a picture of my butt! I know it was from him, not something I dreamed up, because it is not an angle I have ever, or could ever see for my...elf."Ada's eyes shot to James, her eyebrows climbing into her hairline. "James, I ... um ... Never mind, I don't want to know." she shook her head, hiding a smile behind her hand. "So, images you have figured out, what about thoughts? Can you send them the same way?"James mentally reviewed the second probe, then tried the same thing, with his. The stories are based on facts that are real, with a great deal of distorting the facts to make a better story. At least better in my opinion. If anyone thinks they recognize themselves in these stories, then I truly pity them. SHE WAS NOT A PRETTY WOMAN She was not a pretty woman, in fact she was borderline hideous. The first time I saw here was years ago in a store that her father managed. She was badly in need of a shave, well there were 4 on her chin, 5 sticking off of her neck and 2. I thinksomething from those leftovers isn't agreeing with me orsomething....how do you feel?" Oh baby...sorry to hear that...I feel alright actually..." said Sarah,as she reached down to touch her morning wood - a new tradition she wasenjoying quite a bit. She was even starting to get curious about what itmight feel like to be even larger...8...9...even 10 inches...it mightfeel like a baseball bat, but it must feel so powerful too. She didn'tthink Alex would mind the change either...Sarah. Her tits were presented to everyone in their full glory. Her nipples were tenting the latex most delightfully.Bertie shook his head in amazement. “My dear, you are delectable both naked and clothed. Thank you for permitting me to see this,” he said graciously as he took Shelagh’s arm and walked out the door.I followed Bertie, leaving Emm and the other women sitting amicably on the sofa and quaffing flutes of champagne as they recovered from their exertions.Going up to the main salon, I found.