"On all of this," Donnie replied, his enthusiasm suddenly returning. "Pass legislation in the Parliament that confirms independence. Include clauses i... the legislation that make it illegal to use troops to prevent us from making the changes that independence requires. Include a clause that covers tax raising powers and another to explicitly establish our ownership of the north sea oil fields. If Westminster tries to repeat what it has done in the last few days, it will be illegal." But even. I knew it was hopeless. But I had to try.I walked in, saw a stool open and a woman in the next seat. I asked if the seat was taken and she said no. I sat down and gave a friendly smile and ordered a drink. After a couple of glances, I start talking with her. She's blond, short hair, wearing a little black dress. She's not hot, but she's not ugly. Not a BBW. But has more weight than she should. A solid 6 or 7. Totally fine with me.I stare into her eyes and I can see she's into me. 5 min after. .. woman's breasts. I cupped my boobs with a pair of large and fat hands, gasping as another wave ran through me and I expanded yet more. Then one of my hands reached between my legs, feeling what had been male genitals just a minute earlier but no longer fit that description at all. I was physically now a woman. A very massive woman, but a woman nonetheless. Just then, a final wave of expansion hit me, ending with a tingle all over my skin. As I watched, my whole body was suddenly covered with. The drawing sensations of his mouth on her sensitive tissue make her writhe against him. He clasps her tightly around the waist and draws her further into him. ‘Claude,’ some part of him hears her voice, but it is little more than a whimper, ‘can I undress you now?’ He immediately stands upright and gives her a huge grin, adding ‘sure sweetheart.’ He waits while she decides what she wants to take off first but draws in a quick sharp breath when she begins with his belt buckle, then goes on to.