He was sat behind his desk smoking a cigarette and sifting through files. Billy was quite an intimidating guy; he was in his mid thirties, had a burly...5'8" stature, broad shoulders, strong jaw-line, piercing brown eyes and a bald head. He spoke confidently with a thick Scottish accent. After the niceties Coach McGuire got down to business, he pulled my file and his husky words vibrated through my ears, "I admire what you're doin' here, Christy." He started.“Thank you,” I uttered with a slightly. I’m going on the tour, obviously. I’m sorry it messes with his plans, but I can’t help it. I didn’t ask him to stay in Virginia.’ ‘Hey, relax.’ Lara raised an eyebrow. ‘You’re getting defensive, and I’m on your side.’ ‘I know, I know. I don’t mean to, I’m sorry. I just—’ Ryan took a deep breath. ‘I guess I’m kind of scared. I’m not sure if we can fix this.’ ‘Sure you can, Ry, it’ll just take—’ ‘Lara, it’s okay.’ Ryan gave her friend a half-smile. ‘I want it to work but I know it might not.’. Now, how can we help you?"I told her about the stick on boobs, the padded pantybrief and the fall.She then took me to another room and asked me to strip, which I did,then she began to pick the colors she said I would need. Then she showedme several various versions of each."Can I assume that you'll want the best we have to offer?" Yes ma'am, but how much..." Let's worry about that later. Let's get you all fixed up first, shallwe?"It took about six hours for her to do everything, leaving me. This was repeated on her other breast. There she said now in a few minutes your breasts will permanently produce milk. Then she took the third syringe and pulling her clit out she pushed the syringe into her clit she screamed as her entire groin burst into flaming burning agony. She passed out and when she regained consciousness she heard her torturer snicker and explain that not only would she constantly permanently produce milk she sould also be constantly and permanently horny. Only.