"What... What's happening...?" Carl gasped, barely registering thewarbling tone of his voice as he staggered backwards - atop heels thatwere higher th...n the should have been."Oh..." Carl said, casually, apparently apropos nothing. "Like the signsaid, Anytown's a fair place." What... I don't..." Carl stammered in a rising pitch, still staringdown at his swelling belly, the now-noticeable flower-patterned fabricpulled taut over the belly framed by the edges of his dark linenjacket......which was. His cock was large compared to most that she had seen but now it was impossibly swelling inside. Her eyes bulged as she felt him slide amazingly deeper into her womb, the wall of her pussy stretching, the pain nearly unbearable. The hands that gripped her ass were suddenly digging into her, sharp pricks of pain, until finally she felt the skin of her ass cheeks punctured by the tips of the claws. She cried out in pain, her face pulling away from the pussy in front of her only to feel two hands. Of course, since I had an ingenious cover story, no one asked.I got back to the plant a few minutes before the Day shift left the plant. I noticed no one seemed to have arrived for the evening shift. According to the progress report Happy had mentioned they were running two shifts with over a hundred employees total. There were definitely not enough cars to have that number of employees in the plant at shift change.When the day shift left the plant I shot picture of the license plates of the. .." he took a look at his watch, and fiddled with the dials a bit, " ... over the next month or so."The way he looked at me sent a chill through my heart. What did he know that I didn't?"It doesn't matter, I like the way I dress. It's nice. I don't want to look like some slut or bimbo." But there are lots of very elegant women who show off their, um ... assets more." I don't care about what other women wear." Do you care about making your husband happy?" Of course I do..." Suddenly, I began to.