The lights were off so it was difficult to see. After a few moments though, Miss Patriot’s eyes adjusted, and she could make out broken glass on the...floor and smashed jewelry cases all around the store. Looking around, she noticed that whoever broke in did not try to enter the vault, where the most expensive jewelry was kept. No this was more of a quick smash and grab. The heroine noticed a piece of paper on the ground, picking it up, Miss Patriot saw that it contained directions to what. The buzzing started and intensified. After a time, Selina began to think of the chickens. But they’re chickens, she returned.The thought of chickens became even stronger in her mind. “Oh, very well,” she mumbled, sleepily. With Little One in hand, Selina, shivering in the now cold cave, went over to the chickens, Little One in one hand and a lantern in the other.The hens were snuggled together with the half-grown chicks packed tightly around them. Before Selina could say anything, the blue. While all this was happeningboth figures were also shrinking, with fresh hair sprouting from scalpswhere it had been burned away and small breasts growing from no longermanly chests. When consciousness returned and their eyes snapped open,Virginia Chapford spoke:"Please remain quiet and do not remove your hands from the figurinethey're resting on. Even though you'll shortly be able to move again Ineed you to remain still."It had taken barely a minute, but where two burned and broken men hadlain. Parker, shocked at having a girl talk back at her, involuntarily let go of the young girl's leg. The glare she gave Bree would have frozen Death Valley. Then there was a moment of silence. Two women playing a game of chicken. Who would break first? Meanwhile the girl in between them continued to please Bree's cunt, just a pawn in a much bigger game. Bree didn't break eye contact first, but she did smile first. She moaned, "Hmmmm, that's it slut, suck my clit."Ms. Parker broke eye contact first..