Dad and Cathy both follow me as I walk out the kitchen towards the car. Cathy was wearing a floral dress that reached just past her knees. We pack the...cases into the car and set of. On the journey to the airport dad begins to talk "I've been looking forward to this" me and Cathy just look at each other and giggle - she pulls up her dress a little revealing a bit more leg for my benefit. Dad confused "what's funny? Cathy steps in "oh nothing dear" Dad shrugging his shoulders In bemusement pulls. She looked at them in the mirror and theywere exactly what she had wanted. She was used to a C cup with her fakebreasts and now these were exactly that size. Having the weight in frontof her at all times took some getting used but she was loving everyminute of it. She chose one of her old bras and although it didn't fitperfectly it was close enough. The order of the day today would be tofind some new bras, in all different shapes, so that she could besthighlight her new breasts. The only. The skinny blonde obviously enjoys the hot treat. Suddenly, she gets a coy look on her face. Looking her directly into the eye, she addresses Kristen: “Hey, why don’t you kneel over my head? I could lick you while you work?”Both Kristen and I must look very surprised, because she shyly adds that she “wants to try out new things.” Well, who could argue with that? The busty torturess sure can’t, which is why she is slowly positioning herself on top of the offered mouth, then lowers herself even. She felt weird whenever she saw a person walk by, all clean-shaven and, if they had long hair, their hair pulled back in a ponytail so their necks were uncovered. Why would someone’s neck make her so hungry? First she figured it was hormones, but then again, she knew she wasn’t gay or lusting at the time. Her lips would dry and she would lick them, smelling blood. Blood. The thought of blood made her hungry, but there were no such things as vampires, were there? She had to be sick. The young.