"You want me to believe that toy turned Brittany into a costumethat you, Mark, are now wearing. Right." He shook his head in disgust.Without another w...rd, Brittany aimed the gun at Ashley, who wasimmediately transformed into a costume. Her empty shell fell to thefloor, her tank top, shorts and underwear falling around her."Holy Christ! You've killed her! You bitch! You killed her!" No Brad, she's fine, just watch, please just watch." And with that,Brittany removed her own clothing and stepped. I am rahul and my age is 20 . This story happened when i was 18 . I have an aunt ,my mom’s sis,she has a perfect figure of 34-32-36. She was a simple lady and cared for her family . Once my uncle and her son has gone out of town so i was called to accompany her for a week days . First day was normal , at night i slept in one room and my aunt in anotherBut at mid night the fan in her room was spoiled so she came to my room to sleep . She then woke me up and asked me to give some place to sleep. If it had been abandoned for over twenty years as I suspected, it was going to be a trial to break into.I went back to the camper for a big LED Kell-light flashlight, then waited for dusk. I painstakingly searched around that hangar door using an oblique ligh source (illuminating at a critical angle) for a human-sized access. The seams revealed one in the hangar door itself. A small round metal plate was fastened on by one bolt so that it could rotate. It didn’t want to move. It was stubborn,. "Guess what!" she squealed, "We have a date tonight!" I couldn't believe it. A date -- with guys? "Of course, with guys -- studs, too. Big football guys," she leaned in and whispered to me. "Big horse cocks," she giggled. I was so nervous. What was I going to do? "I told them all about you. I hope you don't mind though. I told them you were a bit of a slut." "What?" "Well, I had to get their interest. I told them you were good at blow jobs and liked to take it -- well -- up the ass. I.