"We'll give you some privacy," the WPC said but as they started to walkout."You can ask them to switch the camera off!" I added.Both officers looked u... to see the red light on indicating the recordingwas on and then to promptly go off. "I'll be back in a sec," the WPC said.I somewhat confusedly replaced my bra, and suspender belt before neatlypulling on my stockings. I pondered on what I was going to do now, as itwould be risky to return home in daylight dressed liked this. The WPC returned in. My hands were strapped to the bed and I could not move them. As I became more aware of my surroundings, I started thrashing my body. The nurse that was stationed there got on the phone and made a call. I was soon surrounded by doctors that were basically clucking their tongues at me for my actions. I was told that if it had not been for the original occupant of my body finding me, I would have been dead. I could not talk with the tube in my throat and they relented and removed it so that. I looked at my skinny upper body. I had smallbreasts with large girly nipples. My breasts also had bright shiny littlerings running through my large firm nipples. I would have fainted if Jakewasn't still holding my shoulders. He had stood up and pulled me backinto his body. We were both in the mirror now, Me, bare from the waist upwith my breasts showing and him holding me close. With my page boyhaircut resting on my shoulders and my perfect makeup, we looked like acouple.Still staring into the. She was on the track and field team, but the other girlsnever gave her much attention. She sure liked looking at them in thelocker room. She had developed into size b tits and had hair on her pussy. The was sort of an underground club of girls called The MascaraPosse. She desperately wanted to join it so she could become popular. Shewalked into the bathroom where the 5 girls were having a meeting. Theywere smoking pot. "Can I have a hit?" she asked. She had never smoked itbefore. A girl.