Connie was with them, clutching the robe around her neck and waist. She had the kind of expression Julie had expected from Sally. She looked lost, as ...hough the fabric of her mind had been torn to shreds. Butch had the same grin on his face, and she wondered if the bastard had been at her again.They prodded Connie, and finally Max slapped her, and she came out of her shock enough to help set the table. She moved slowly, and her coordination was poor. Her eyes were vacant.They all ate like field. . that I was there,'cause it seemed . . . that they got inside my head. And the mother cat seemedto say: 'Later, pretty redhead, later. You'll know the day . . . when you geta tingly feeling . . . at the bottom of your tummy. I'm all set for today,but I really want to taste your little red slice of pie . . . and I will, onthe day you get all . . . t-tingly. That's the sign . . . that my kind andyours are about to get acquainted.' That's what she seemed to say. So I think. . . if they can talk. Over the next few months Carla totally replaced my wardrobe. There weremore skirts and blouses, some fancy dresses and even a couple of maid'suniforms I wore when doing housework while Carla was at work. Oralservice was a daily occurrence while my little hand jobs were stretchingfurther and further apart. High heels were the only footwear allowed.It seemed Carla wanted me to be a very girly girl.I started wearing makeup and jewelry. She had my ears pierced. I got acouple of girly tattoos. . Emma seems happy but unaware I have 2 fingers in her mom’s cunt. She stands at the bottom of the bed. She talks but I don’t hear, transfixed by her slender body. I can't help but consider if she has any pubic hair yet. To my horror my cock wakes up. As Emma and her mum talk my growing erection pushes against Hazels ass. Getting firm as it hardens between her ass cheeks. I slowly pull my fingers out from Hazel, not unaware of her growing wetness. Confused but so aroused I try to act normal,.