"Brother and sister. Really!"Gretel was the first to wake up. Her costume was intended to make her look like a young m"dchen. Her firm round breasts d...d much to counter that illusion but no one was complaining. She was dressed in a tight white translucent blouse and short tartan skirt over a stiff lacy petticoat. When she bent down she revealed snugly fitting white cotton panties. She wore white stockings which covered her long legs to her knees and she tottered about the stage on a pair of. Then the words "Please press enter to continue." I pressed enter. Then the words "WE would like to introduce you to MARY." More trumpets and way off in the distance a tiny little figure was walking toward us. It was a good looking young woman in a plaid pleated skirt, white blouse, bobby sox and white saddle shoes. She looked strangely familiar. Then every on gasped it was Brittany Love from the girlie magazine "Scoreland". Well not really. It was an extremely good animation of Brittany. Even. That is how we do things in this house. Although you deserve the same punishment, you are not my daughter so I am unable to take similar action. However, I am very disappointed in you and, for that reason, have come to tell you that will no longer be able to stay overnight at our house.”With that, she closed the door and made her way back to her room.The following morning, Susie didn’t wake until 9pm and went down to breakfast. Mrs C was at the kitchen table but Jenny was nowhere to be. Two more tiny pushes... the vibe was removed... I cold feel a few more gentle oozes from my trapped clit. Completely unsatisfying. As bad as a ruined orgasm. Worse perhaps. I slumped. Exhausted, unfulfilled, miserable.My bonds were removed, my legs, arms untied. My gag and blindfold were left in place. I relaxed, waited for a time. Still filled wit the giant plastic cock.Hands lifted me off, raised me to my feet. I felt empty, but relieved. *After* cumming, having anything inside me is an awful.