Iordered them as a joke for Mandy. My feet were smaller and I could fitinto Mandy's pink and white tennis shoes. My hair was pulled back into aponytai... and I wore a baseball hat with my ponytail sticking out theopening to hide my face. My top showed signs of my budding breasts. I nowfilled the nearly A cup and had to get new bras soon.We were called into the office and I sat on the examining table withstirrups in place. Mandy sat in a chair waiting for the doctor. The dooropened and a woman. ..Sarah hadn't heard of the Phallus of the Ages since theburning of the Library at Alexandria! Mmmm...Alexander the Great...nowhe was a good lay...still, the Lilim had thought that the Phallus waslost for all time!Unsure exactly what she would do there, Sarah still resolved that shewould find a way to follow the alien slut queen back to what was nodoubt Antarctica. The Ck'uhntt girls, for their part, hastily donnedthe barely-there micro-bikinis, gauzy stockings and eveningwear, thatthey might. Her waist was emphasized as the gown flared over her hips. The touch of lace at the bodice snuggled warmly against the silken pillows of her breasts heightening the regal rise of her neck. Gleaming in Jennifer’s auburn hair, swept up to pile high on her head, was the tiara while the diamonds glittering at her neck seemed to set her green eyes ablaze. The earrings were just the balance needed. Jennifer was surprised that Peter didn’t attempt to touch her or kiss her and, when she sat, he didn’t. Over the years, I’ve come to love being abused and used by my Mistresses and their friends, it’s probably more of a survival technique, but ordered around to do things that would fry a normal person’s brain by your own family always reduces me to a horny little cockslut. At the same time, a part of me is totally ashamed of what they turned me into; I especially catch myself in tears when working and taking orders from my sister. My aunt and cousin are total strangers to me, I’ve never met.