They looked like real tits.. it honestly look like i had DD boobs..she stood me up again and make me look in the mirror.. OK now a difference.. i saw ... girl.. she had big tits.. a small body, thin and fit. "eeee! my fave part now" she screamed as she wrapped the towel back around me and made me follow her to 'my room' i looked down and saw my huge fake tits pressed against the towel.. this was incredible, i saw my clevage and a tiny bit of nipple poking out of the towel. She stood me in the. As all guys do we played around and showed each other our dicks in like a disgusting way to try to make the other guy react. But I started to like it. We sleep together during sleepovers, and sometimes we fake cuddle and I love the way his arms feel around me and sometimes I feel his big dick on my back and butt. He is quite hairy which is another fantasy for me. So one day we were laying down watching a movie and we started fake cuddling and I was enjoying I decided to. Zara held her breathe again. Then she felt it. She felt something tickle her left sole just above the heel bracket.“OH MY GOD! AHHHH! What the fuck is that?!!” Zara shrieked.“Well I guess you now know what this machine does! And why it’s called ‘The immobilizer’! That’s right Zara it’s a foot tickling machine and there is nothing u can do to stop it! “Fiona let out a little evil laugh.“OH MY GOD PLEASE LET ME OUT! NOOO PLEASE! MY FEET ARE SO TICKLISH! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!” Zara screamed.“And. I reached for the waste basket and puked my guts out.The rancid, acid taste filled my mouth and nose as I puked again, green bile dribbling down my chin into the waste basket. I put my head between my knees to keep from fainting.I wanted to scream... NOOOOOOOO!!!... WHO IS DOING THIS TO ME??? But, the only noise was the wheezing as my breath returned. Finally able to sit up without fear of fainting, I reached for the picture.The photograph was of me. I was naked and on my knees with my arms.