I had no idea what he had in mind for the contraption, but he quickly explained."What I have here is a kind of armor that you wear over your arms and ...egs under a very light weight sweatsuit. Strip to your panties, and bra and I will show you what I have in mind." No sooner said than done. Dad fastened the brass strips over my arms and legs so that they did not interfere with my ease of movement, but protected me from shoulder to wrist and from hip to ankle.The brass rods ran parallel to my. Your master needs cunt." I got a rubber out of my pants because I didn't need to get my brother’s wife pregnant. But that would not take away from the pleasure of taking her again. She did as ordered. I was going to make her come so hard she would be moaning for hours afterwards. Not really, but she would feel like it. I moved up and put her legs on my shoulders. Her soft knees were next to my face so I licked the soft flesh and she giggled. I pressed the head of my cock into her greasy slit. In open rebellion to tradition, she wore a bodice that actually accentuated her physical abnormality. To all who would criticize her poor taste, Lissa would reply that God had made her faldu, and she was not going to be ashamed of it. No one could argue with that.Movers were considered to be nonconformists, and Lissa was a shining example of this. Unlike most docrens, who currently had their hair cut short, Lissa had let her straight platinum blonde hair grow as long as she could, then pulled. See you all on Monday!"Diane clicked on 'send' and then sat back in her chair. She then gotdown onto all fours and began to crawl around the house.5) TWO WEEKS LATERThree weeks since they were transformed the first time and two weekssince Diane's e-mail had circulated, Natalie was slowly starting tocome to terms with her pregnancy. Not to term, of course. Despitelooking nine months pregnant, she was (technically) only six weeks.But she was coming to terms with the fact that she had three.