"It's all going to be better now, Monica. There is nothing like being yourauthentic self. Daddy, Gary, and I want you to be happy. You're going tomake...such a wonderful mommy to your baby and wife to Gary."I was still crying but these tears were happy tears. I was stilloverwhelmed but I felt more relaxed than I ever had. I have spent my lifeacting like someone I'm not. Suddenly I had been thrust into this alternateuniverse where there were no secrets. A place where I was being encouragedto. I started walking back to my room. "Where are you going?" She had a sad look on herface. I immediately felt pangs of guilt for leaving her. Did she think I thought she wasn't attractive? Iknew she had a very delicate ego. She was very self conscious which was clearly why she wasgrowing her breasts this massive. If the size her breasts now were any indication of how fragileinside she was, she had to be on the verge of a breakdown. I couldn't do that to her. Even if it meantI had to suffer having. Now I am very addicted and I depend on her for it. She calls it fairy dust.With out it, i feel anxious and nauseous. I cant concentrate on anything. I cant sleep. I break out in cold sweat. Its the worst feeling in the world. To avoid it, I’ll do anything Daisy wants. At first things weren't that bad. She would torture me for her own amusement. I would run out and pick up her food or do her laundry. Soon I was giving her massages. She would tell me what to do to make things more convenient for. “Fuck me with your big nigger cock” she shouted with lust “bury that black monster inside my tight little white cunt and make me cum again. I want to be your dirty little white whore and I’ll do anything you please if you just keep giving me that cock”“good girl” he laughed “I knew you’d come around”He continued to fuck her, burying inch after inch inside her until all 11 or so inches disappeared inside her as she came over and over again uncontrollably. He spat in her face, grabbed her throat.