After a short rest, she stood up again, taking off to fly to the faerie home. The atmosphere she felt was not one she expected. The faeries where all ...omber, and she felt singled out from the rest of the group. The head faerie approached her and spoke without words. She was to be next. The Big Ones, the horrible creatures who were not Fay, needed their yearly sacrifice. She knew the custom well, a chosen one would drink a potion that would make her big, and she would be left as a sacrifice for. ” “And what about these teasing photos?” “I’ll show you everything when we’re in the office but basically I sent a couple of photos of me with a tight t-shirt on and no bra. We were getting pretty worked up and my nipples were really standing out and I showed him the inside of my thighs as I was wearing a skirt.” “Could he see your panties in those shots?” She gave me a cheeky grin. “That was after I’d taken them off.” I swear there was a clunk as my jaw hit the table. She laughed and said,. I wouldn’t say that she dressed particularly provocatively but with my hormones any cleavage was plenty! And when she would sit and cross her legs, causing her skirts to raise, any sign of garter was enough to keep me from learning anything all period!As you have most likely gathered I was quite infatuated with her body ( getting to know someone’s personality not really being an issue back then ) And we were now into the second half of the year, I think by now Mrs Doe had caught me a few times. Needless to say I was both nervous and excited about the prospect of an orgy-like event with me dressed as Kellie. I had never been fucked before and wasn’t sure how far we would take this. In the meantime, Michael and I had chatted and further planned the event to try and make it as exciting as possible for both of us. I decided to take on the role of an owned slut since he was hosting and I hoped he would fill the role of my pimp or owner. I was eagerly anticipating being involved in this.