Each of the tiny sparkly motes was a perfect little woman withdragonfly wings. They were all replicas of the classic Disney cartoonTinkerbell. Each mi...iature girl hovered over the rack of empty strawsand strained, wriggling her butt until a tiny droplet fell from her bum.Colin grinned ruefully and was glad he'd never been a big fan of thesticky sweet powdered candy as a child.He shrugged and returned to his own unit. Colin was finding theactivities around the storage units more fascinating than. It is a sparsely settled land and has some really big deserts. In one of the eastern ports, He’d come across a device called a Ticker.He knew from his grandfather’s books that it was also called a pocket timepiece or watch. The tickers had been hideously expensive, but Quaz crystals were good currency everywhere he travelled. So, he had brought two of them. One to use and one to later pull apart, so he knew how it worked.He’d long since investigated how it worked, and over time, he’d perfected. Is the bulge getting bigger? Is his body reacting to my exposure?Despite my determination, it only takes a few compliments and a little unexpected attention for my body to betray me, making my nipples pop out. My skin feels hot wherever he looks. Why doesn’t Bill just fuck me and get it over with?“What’s the next thing?” I ask, trying to move things faster.“Shhhhh, my Princess. I am not done appreciating your exquisite splendor. Stay perfectly still.”I say nothing as Bill slowly circles to my. Nicole knew that the pants would slowly slide downwards if she kept moving. But since Joy wore hers without protest, she couldn't refuse to wear hers.Then the girls were given mini tube tops to wear. Joy's was green and Nicole's was blue."What about bras?" asked Nicole.Joy replied for her mother, "We can't wear bras with this mini top, Nica." Nicole saw why when she got into hers.The filmy tube tops struggled to cover the huge breasts of the girls. Delicious mounds of their bulging breasts.