I always wonder what is my purpose in this world? Is this the life that I wanted? I have everything, a very loving husband, a great family and we make...a decent living.We are from a very strict Assamese Brahmin family. My mom used to teach me music and dance when I was a kid. I am very fair with a beautiful face and black hair. My measurements are 38D-34-36. Even when I was younger, I was very busty. People used to enjoy watching me dance and bend, showing them my deep. She tried to pull clear but my grip was firm and insistent. She attempted to avoid my kiss by turning her head but it didn’t work.When eventually she did kiss me the taste of male sperm was on her lips. I could smell that distinct odor of sex on her body. The odor was very strong so I then knew that what Lyn had told me was most likely correct. I picked her up and carried her towards our bed room. She struggled to get free but there was no way that that was going to happen.I laid her on her. Mybreasts were humongous, my waist was a forced hourglass, my bum wasenormous and round and my legs were stick thin. My glossy blonde updopouffed up to almost double its original size, and my lips inflated tohooker pout levels. I clutched at my face in horror as my skin darkenedto a disgusting, fake orange tan, and my lip gloss slathered lips turneda creamy hot pink. My eyelashes extended so they wooshed with eachblink, and they became drenched in sticky, black, heavy mascara anddiamantes. I. . however long ago it was. I couldn't see the clock because of her legs.Should I wake her? I thought about it and decided to leave her where she was. I liked the view. Then I woke up enough to realize she had to be uncomfortable the way her body was folded. I used my tongue to tease her awake. She grew very wet, and not from saliva, before she woke up."Oh, God!" she moaned, and a warm, wet mouth sucked in my favorite buckaroo. It was hard in an instant. "Fuck me?" she moaned around it."Honey, I.