Just to decide which brilliant one to choose from would be a chore in itself. A bright sun yellow daffodil would open its petals and welcome me to tas...e. But then there is the radiant blue violet crying for my attention, the dark petals dancing in the breeze hypnotizing me to take landing. I wouldn’t give in though. My choice would be the splendid rose, a clichéd red one. Vivid like the cheeks of the blushing bride as she offers herself to the groom on her wedding night, would be where I would. Being more athletic than before the summer, Karen also ran up steps and down hallways. She was almost constantly in motion.None of it meant anything to the girls who had verbally tortured Karen in the past. In fact, the transformation, which was nothing short of amazing considering she'd done it over the summer, seemed to piss the girls off. Karen became a bigger target for their pettiness and high school bullying. They were more willing to do it openly too!"Cow!" She didn't lose that much. As much as her sex ached from all of the stimulation it had received, she still felt it quiver in arousal at the thought of submitting to Mistress. But once again, there was an odd anxiety that flared up in the back of her mind – that same anxiety that she had felt a lot in the last few days, but couldn't quite identify."Do you want to become my slave, Penny?"Penny knew that she had to answer now, that hesitation was not an option. She decided not to think about it anymore, but to simply answer. Ooo"David go sit on the vanity bench. I think your hair should be ready tostyle now," his mother, Doris, ordered as she entered without knocking.David wanted to protest but knew better than to argue with her. Sincehis father left, he was the beneficiary of many disciplinary measuresthat left him in pain and flowing tears. He got up slowly and walked, ashe had been painfully taught, heel and toe to the vanity bench. Theshoes made a loud, echoing "tap-tappity-tap" on the hard wood flooring.He.