This is so hard to decide! i choose a very short and skirt dress, no pantys, a bra, a neckalce, stilettos (5,5 inches) and a small tigh jacket that sh...ws more than it hides. and of course i take the plug back in! time to go outside!12.15i walk to the supermarket to get my stuff, feeling the looks of all the people on my body. the guys think "whore", the women also think "whore", but in a completely different way. positive and negative. the guys are horny and want to have me, the women are. She stared arrogantly at sue. ‘Yeath? What do you want?’ She asked, her tone and body language conveying how tiresome and boring it was for her to have to deal with customers. ‘Err, I’d like a pet collar, please.’ Sue replied nervously. ‘Cat or dog.’ Goth girl sighed loudly, rolling her eyes and giving sue a bored stare. Feeling her cheeks redden sue spoke the words her Mistress had told her to say. ‘It’s for me.’ She said flatly, her eyes downcast in embarrassment. For a moment Goth girl. He was so nice. That soon changed though. Although I was pretty much immobile I stayed slim as I didn’t eat much either. I had long, dark brunette hair, deep blue eyes and tanned skin. I’d also developed good sized, pert boobs and nice curves. If I had limbs I’d have been gorgeous. Ed had also clearly noticed. One evening his parents went out leaving just the 2 of us. Before they went out they fed me and got me into my pyjamas so Ed just had to put me into bed. After they’d gone the 2 of us sat. If I spurted once I spurted about ten times. Lucy was so overcome she was crying with the pleasure. I found some tissues to try and stem the leakage that had already started. Lucy took over, grabbing more from the box. Then panicked, “Sven - what time is it please?” I told her and she said, “Oh shit, my Hen night starts in twenty minutes!”I was gob-smacked and could only stutter, “What?”Lucy repeated, “Tonight is my Hen-night - in a week's time I’me getting married… “I so loved having sex with.