She kicked off her shoes, and then her pants, and finally her plain panties, letting them fall to the ground and giving Rob a small glimpse of her bub...le butt.“Won’t I look sort of silly in all this gothy stuff?” Sophie asked. “Like, with my hair the way it is? And no makeup.”“You’ll look great,” Rob said. “Besides, we want to give you fans an incentive to follow you. So the idea is to let them watch your total transformation.”“My fans!” Sophie squealed, absentmindedly squeezing her breasts.. I know what is about to happen, but I am nearly at my climax when his fist pulls fully clenched out of my arse and rams it back in again, I hear my scream. I am now rammed by both fists in and out on opposing strokes to my arsehole and my pussy, each thrust is slow and hard. I climax heavily. He got up and went to clean himself off, before coming back to me. My breasts were now a dull ache. I was thinking he’d let me down now, but no. There is something in his hands, which he puts down on my. Figuring he’d take no chances, better to reinforce the hypnotic suggestion, with another I love you, Priscilla, which was easy for him to say, since he did love her. He’s always loved her from the first moment he saw her in his freshman year. As soon as he said those four words, her kissing became more intense, until she did something that he had only fantasized about her doing, when he was masturbating. She fell to her knees in front of him, while touching, feeling, and fondling the big bulge. By the time we finished, we had another powerful morality play ready for exhibition. The executives who saw this show were really stirred by the presentation and cheered every time a German was shot and groaned every time an American was shot. Okay, that was the reaction we were looking for, so we were ready to test the public reaction.Our friendly neighborhood TV network picked up the show at practically no cost with the understanding that it was an experimental one and might not be.