Can you walk?" Doug asked his daughter."Sure. Somehow, I've adapted to handle their size," she replied. She swung her legs out of bed and stood up to ...rove her point. Despite two huge boobs that must have weight 20 pounds apiece, she moved easily towards the shower, mams swaying side to side. Doug followed her, his again-limp cock hanging well below his knees."They're still growing, Daddy," Megan said."I know," Doug Albritton said, unsmiling. "I know all too well."They left the hotel with Doug. Or in. Mostly in. He let his gaze wander around the room as he sat in what he considered his "spare throne". Every noble and officer, from both the island and the mainland, stood before him. Every important male, called to a gathering of an importance they were just beginning to understand. As James observed them, all eyes were not on him, but on Ola. The slim Chamberlain stood beside the King on the raised dais, reading from a small leather bound book. His words were clear, practiced."Tonight.. Anyway It didn't feel right me wearing mums tights , and I didn't want to chance staining or being accused of stealing them and even worse if I ruined a pair, one tiny snag and a whole leg would ladder, which she never seemed to do, her nylon was always in perfect condition.So frustratingly I spent months waiting for an opportunity to arise to aquire some tights and then I had a "EUREKA" moment, my mum would send me down the shops for the daily grocerys, this embarrassingly included her lady. The other women were by the wash tub, scrubbing that the clothes being thrown to them by the men as they ate and laughed in their nakedness. Telling stories of their old lives, or a recent hunt. Many of the men were twice Kitten’s age. Lila, she reminded herself, her name was Lila. Ram had renamed her upon claiming her as his personal breeder, the term used in this now uncivilized world for what she was. A brood mare to ensure the continuation of the human race. Some men, she knew, used this.