“Hi Poontang! Hi Muffy!” greeted Candyass.“Hi Candyass!” exclaimed the two, “Did you bring us another bimbo to make pretty!”“Yep! This i... Valie!” she presented.“Like, hi!” said Valie. “Can you, like make me so that my boyfriend will want to, like, fuck me an’ stuff?”Poontang giggled and nodded.“Uh-huh!” said Muffy and clacked around to guide Valie to a chair.Poontang knelt beside Valie and when to work on her nails while Muffy got out the mousse and hair spray and began teasing Valie’s hair up. I also wanted her to know more about me. If we were going to be a couple, I didn’t want too many surprises for either of us. I learned she was working on straight salary with a modest bonus system in place. She wasn’t paid that much, barely fifty thousand a year. However, she had a generous expense and clothing allowance, as well as a job that didn’t demand long hours. Her roulette winnings were destined to help her mother pay off their mortgage. They were living together in a townhouse after. I gave him another belt-whipping that night, after finding an unfortunate video in his room, and then there were no real problems during the next eight months, during which I allowed Gator to masturbate three times. Finally he began courting Cidette, a lovely girl that he met at a Keeplock dance, and they have been married for nearly a year now.My second cousin, Ivar was having a quite a time with his temper, and a few years ago, his wife and I worked out quite a pleasant arrangement. They. Too soon, though it would have been to soon no matterhow long it lasted, the whirring of the machine ceased and the chamber'sfluid drained away leaving me, now a perfect female specimen, standing wetin the chamber as the fans switched on and began to evaporate theremaining moisture on my smooth, cream-white flesh."Fuck," I said.It was all I could think to say."Holy... fuck."I ran my hand from the crack of my ass to my perineum and pressed twofingers into my soft perineal sponge. There was a.