Sort of...extreme." "Well, sissy," she said,stressing the initial sound of that demeaning word with a sibilant hiss,"I think it's perfect for you. A...ter all," she went on, pointing towardthe television, "don't those sportscasters have their jackets with thenetwork's patch on them? And when I'm watching the game, won't theplayers have their uniforms? And the refs have theirs? And even thosesexy cheerleaders?"Her tone grew harder as she went on, "So why shouldn't YOU be wearingwhat's. Kate was very horny at this point and began kissing me passionately. In the heat of the moment I started kissing her back and running my hand up her thighs under her dress. Before I knew it I was squeezing her tits and biting her neck and we hadn’t even made it out of the shopping center yet. We stopped making out and I apologized to Elyas our Uber driver. I explained to him that we had been drinking and just got caught up in the moment. He then assured us that it was fine and he was used to. His lips grew thicker and poutier. His nose cutened and got smaller, while his eyes expanded. His waist contracted, and his hips thickened until they were twice as wide as his now-wasp waist. His ass swelled, until he felt like he was seated on a whoopee cusion. His arms grew slender, and his legs thinned out. All his body hair shrank, as his body hair's follicles fused shut. His fingers grew long and slender, and he grew about a foot shorter. His cheek bones moved upwards, as he lost his. The move was aggressive, almost defiant. Her stance dared him to look at her completely waxed pussy. Her hand drug across her pussy and then up to her mouth as she sucked her fingers.“Take off your shirt, Big Boy. Mama wants to see some skin.”The guy was almost hypnotized as he started unbuttoning his shirt.“Let Mama show you how.”In two rapid steps, she was in front of him and had his shirt in both hands. In one fast and violent move, she tore open his shirt, sending buttons flying across the.