As her hips and assgrew to tremendous proportions her top button popped free and flew acrossthe room. A pink elastic waist band hopped out."My undies...are showing!" Desiree screamed as the zipper flew down andstarted to tear under her crotch and up to her crack. Her shorts splitinto two pieces of fabric and slid down her legs exposing her pink thong.Desiree was beginning to feel all sorts of weird sensations as hernipples tingled. They poked out of her vertically striped shirt and soonmounds. The results though would take a few weeks to compile.More of the large crystals had to be made to unite all the nearby Samutz empires we had taken over. They were all within the 3,623 lights and minimal power would be used to transport people. If this worked out then as little as 2,000 stations could cover all of our galaxy but a person would have to travel through almost thirty stations to transverse the entire width.Horus and Isis had been sent to the dead area close to where we had. I milled about and ran into a nice guy I know, Mark I think his name was, leaning alone on a wall and not wearing a costume. Instead he was wearing his thick rimmed glasses and an orange shirt and green sweat pants. We share a science class and he's not real talkative, but knows his stuff so me and a some others use him as a study and lab partner. "Hey Mark," I said loudly over the dance music. "Are you a pumpkin?" I joked."What?," he asked not really loud enough to hear. He said something. Thankfully, Robert Etheridge was now nowhere to be seen and he was entirely alone. With no intention of Debbie ever knowing that he had gone back into the school and hearing every agonising cane stroke that had been applied to her beautiful bottom, he stood casually by the railings, his holdall hanging by its strap across his shoulder and Debbie’s school bag clutched firmly in his hand.After a few moments, Debbie emerged from the shadow of the school doorway, walking stiffly and slowly towards.