"Wouldn't surprise me if they started flying there just to punish us,"Jessica snorted. "Either way, don't worry too much about it. Keep yournose clean... don't mention the tutu project to anyone- especially Alana-and you'll be fine." Not even Team ASH? Sophie thought to herself, beforefrowning as that thought began to linger in her mind."Have- have you flown with, umm, Amy Harris or Hayley Fisher?" Sophieasked."Yeah, I flew with Hayley yesterday, actually," Jessica asked. "And I'vebeen on a few. Your slave is here to please." But how would it feel to be my slave all the time? How..."Diane moaned as her pussy suddenly throbbed. She shuddered as the pleasure rose up into her mind and made what little thinking she could manage impossible for a few crucial moments.It's okay, she wants it ... no ... this isn't right ... but she ... I want to control her... Heather shuddered, her pussy swollen and wet with renewed lust. "Okay ... good ... I just wanted to make sure..."Cassie huffed as she. He was smiling warmly, and his eyes twinkled with a youthful zeal that simply did not correspond to his otherwise wizened visage. "You're really him, aren't you?" I finally sputtered. "You're the SRU Wizard." "One and the same," he said, bowing deeply. "You know," I started, "if you were just a bit heavier, you'd really . . . ." "I know, I know," he said. "There is a certain family resemblance, isn't there? I just watch my weight more closely; of course, I don't have to worry. ‘Do you think you can change, or do you want me to help you?’ She didn’t move or respond, just crying, huge gulping sobs with her face in her hands. I got the dry t-shirt ready and raised the one she was wearing. Gradually and slowly, I slipped it up and she moved her arms enough to let me pull it over her head. I tried not to look at her. I dried her off a little with a towel and pulled the new t-shirt on her. It was too big, but that was good. It went on easier over her wet skin. All she had.