"She was right. I was so intent on planning to be the lord of thehousehold that I never even thought I would lose. But looking at me,I realized that I...had lost the bet."What do I have to do?"Joyce smiled. "You simply have to cooperate." By doing what?" You're being auctioned off for charity." Charity?" Uh-huh. We are going to dress you up and then you are going to beauctioned off for fun to some guy who wins you as his date." I have to go out on a date?" For fun." Who's going to have fun?". He can right this thing for me.” On the way to Fort Smallwood – which is really no more than a crossroads, not a town – Bob told Terry about his conversation with George and Isolde. “What did they think?” asked Terry. “Well, neither of them exactly said so in words, but he had a gleam in his eye like he was interested. And she sure seemed interested, especially after I told them you were part of the deal.” Bob glanced sideways at Terry and grinned. “Whoa,” Terry said. “I’m not about to go. A few minutes later, I started observing my surroundings and noticed it was a round shaped, high ceiling large hall with many doors to various rooms. There were many windows around the hall to provide good natural lighting and air. There were more girls brought in by the girls in blue and the hall was getting crowded with girls. It suddenly struck me that there were no men in the entire hall except for a few guards outside near the gate. Eventually, the girls were sent one after another into. Avant la fin de sa première année d'études, elle ne trouvait déjà plus en magasin les vêtements capables de supporter le poids de ses seins dorénavant gigantesques. Et rien ne semblait indiquer que leur croissance touchait à sa fin...Malgré tous les désagréments que sa nouvelle physionomie lui attirait, Lisa réservait son inquiétude pour la seconde chose qui avait changé : sa mère, Marge. Elle que Lisa avait toujours connue chaste, voire même prude, s'était prise d'une passion plus qu'étrange.