”“Joooooshy.” A voice called out.Heather and I raised our heads to see Rachel in the archway between rooms. She was leaning against the archway,...wearing a purple nighty.“What’s up Rachel?” Heather asked.“Sorry to ruin the moment, but I gotta steal Joshy.” Rachel said as she crossed her arms across her chest.Heather sat up, letting me get up.“What’s the matter?” I asked.“It’s Becky. Well ... you’ll see.” Rachel said as I got to my feet.I walked over to her, and she led me to their room. She. I got several guys together who were willing to pay good money topossibly impregnate a sex slave. Most were older married guys, but by thistime, Carla was so submissive she agreed, knowing I wouldn’t stick around,and her parents would have to know, or she’d have to get an abortion orsomething. These older men had money, and most had wives, and got off onthe chance to breed some fat bitch with no responsibility. It was over aFriday night to Sunday evening. The first guy paid $. " O-okay," I said nervously. "Are- are we doing this NOW, then?" You would prefer to spend less time as the woman you wish to be,Jacinta?" Ophelia asked, turning her back as she promised."Well- no, I guess not," I sighed as I tipped Ophelia's bag onto herbed. I hadn't provided much money- and Ophelia obviously didn't havemuch of her own- but she had done a good job with what she had,providing a packet of three pairs of panties, one lacy bra and a packetof three pairs of black tights, the mere. Collapsing onto the bed, we tangled together and began ravishing each other again. Leo wasted no time in unbuttoning my jeans while I clung to him, kissing his neck and exposed chest. Our body heat rose off of us in sheets of steam as we tumbled about, trying to find an acceptable position. I felt a jolt go through me as Leo’s cold finger tips slid under my panties and touched the outer lips of my dripping pussy. ‘Oh my God!’ ‘Do you want me to stop?’ ‘Not on your life! Keep going!’ With that,.