Therapy for what? Theydon't know what caused this, they don't know what it'slike, and they don't know what's going to happen to me.That whole therapy ...roup looks military, anyway, so this isprobably more them putting a monitor in place for if I'mlosing it, so they can catch me before it goes public.That, and summarize anything interesting to theirresearchers. 'Therapy for them, then, and I guess they need it. Fine; anhour a month gives me a face to talk to if I needsomething. Me, I just take it. I lay on the bed and waited for the next part of my adventure. The feeling of the satin on my naked flesh only added to my excitement. Anna and Rick started to kiss. They explored each others bodies with their hands as they did so and paused to look at me. “Do you like what you see?” asked Anna.“I love what I see, but I think I think I’m going to like what comes next even more” I replied. The excitement was building up as I watched them kiss and fondle each other. “What do you want us to do to. I stand between your legs, looking at your pussy. Even now I can see a bit of moisture developing at the lips of your pussy. I reach down and run a finger in between the lips of your pussy gathering your wetness on my fingers.I rub my fingers together, testing your juices. I reach back down running my fingers between the folds of your pussy lips, feeling their puffiness, their heat, how that have engorged themselves. Yes I believe you are ready to be bred.I step out from between your legs, and. I clung tightly to her butt, legs andpussy. The smells were sensual. The tastes were luscious. The views ofCarmella this sexy, giant Italian high school senior from a pantiesview were, well, intimidating and yet captivating.Now, however, things were getting weird. While the voyeur in me lovedwatching Carmella, I did not want to watch Vik do her. I wanted to dothat myself. This was too intimate. The degradation was too much. Iwanted to change back. Unfortunately, I could say nothing."You know I.