'Jenn? Who is Jenn?' "Katie? God, is that you?" I said with a loud gasp,and couldn't believe my ears at the sound of the voice coming from mymouth.'Go..., I sound like a woman!' Maybe the reason my body had felt differentwas because it actually was different. I hurriedly reach up and grabbed atmy chest and let out a loud squeal at the pair of fleshy globes I foundthere. They were breasts, but how?! The woman that had freed me from mycar... it was her doing, I just knew it!"Jennifer," Katie knelt. Also, I'm not that good of a writer. I just want to get the outline out there for the community to expand upon.)(Announcement: I can't believe that this story hit 300 likes! It seems insane to me that so many people have liked my admittedly bad writing. I truly appreciate evey like and from the bottom of my heart, thank you!)(Pictures from the cover and my profile pic are from https://www.patreon.com/TheofficialPIT. Subscribe to his Patreon for more great interracial art. Also kudos to my. There was nowhere else comfortable to lie or sit so I was forced to lieon the bed. I took the only remaining dry bath towel and laid it on thebed to absorb any residual blood marks. Once I had gently lowered mybruised and battered body onto the towel I simply lay still and enduredthe pain. Not knowing when the next assault was coming I could onlyguess at the physical healing process.There were no windows in the cellar so I had no idea of time passing.When I awoke the milk had gone and a clean. The truth is that it was at Roy's urging that I started this journal and now it's his idea that I share it with all of you. Clothing is optional around our house. I run around in long cotton T-shirts with nothing on under them. I like the way the soft fabric caressed my super sensitive nipples keeping the erect and hard all the time. During the long, hot summers, those T-shirts clung to my body like a second skin leaving very little to the imagination. My huge ruddy colored nipples, saucer size.