For an inn on the less-reputable side of town, the Leaping Wench was surprisingly large. At two stories, the building loomed over most of those surrou...ding it. The exterior was taken care of enough to be inviting – especially in light of its surroundings – but not so well-appointed as to seem out of place. The sound of loud conversation and drunken laughter spilled from wide open windows on one side of the building. No more than a single step inside the front door, an angry voice rang out from. The AI reminded me that I needed to schedule my enhancements. I took the minimum that I could get away with, only four inches in height and kept the build as much like my own as possible, trying to look as much like me as I could. I also added a little something to the girls. It turns out that Lucy is a little cross wired, and gets the same chemicals from pain as she does from pleasure. I added that to the other girls. I didn't change them to match her, but enough so they would like rough sex.. I was soon empathising with Arthur, however, as I realised what we had done this afternoon and then watching him make love to my darling, had me so aroused that I knew I wasn't going to last all that much longer than he did. But fortunately, partly by building on what he'd started, I was able to ensure that Chrissie was crying out with joy as she experienced a strong orgasm. She too was aroused by the experience of two men making love to her. Although both men felt different, both had been nice. She was an incredibly sexy sight with just panties, stockings and suspenders on. I took a few photos including a close-up photo between her legs as she had her legs slightly parted. I was hoping she was going to turn over onto her back, but she said that was all for the photos. She reached for her bra, but she had not noticed K had taken it away, she looked around, realising it had gone she started laughing and calling us naughty boys. She told me to give her the phone or she was staying down.