I’ve seen him before, but don’t remember where. She wanted me to get something back from him, but she couldn’t go herself because of the gate.�... Hot tears ran down her face and she brushed them away. “She kept making me wear the collar. Every day I wore it, I became more cat and less human, but I also became smaller, harder to notice. She used to have me go out into the neighborhood and practice stealing, because we discovered that people don’t notice me, not even if I’m right in front of them.. Try as you might, there is no way that you can overpower me" What are you doing to me?" I asked feeling afraid at the events which were unfolding."Like I said," he replied, "Since I can't find a proper woman, I've decided to make my own. The first machine has decreased your size so that I can dominate you, and this second machine will perform a number of other functions which I'm sure you will find rather humiliating, but will make you much more to my liking." Please, don't do this!" I begged. “My friends are all going to some party and I don’t want to go,” she wrote. “I need a ride.”They agreed to meet at a spot near his car. He spotted her long blonde hair, floral print billowy sundress and Like a gentleman, she said, as he opened the passenger door of his Lexus and she slid into the seat, glancing up at him as he closed the door. On the 25-minute ride to their gated community, they chatted about the concert and how her classes were going.“So, why didn’t Brandon give you a ride. But when I hauled my cock out for the k** to suck, one of them said, Jesus, Ted, commere and look at this guy's cock. So they all did. And then they're just staring at my meat and kinda jacking their own and this fat k** is sucking, and I really wasn't all that turned on by this time, but it was cool that they thought I had a really big cock. But the k** wasn't very good and he kept looking up asking me if I wanted him to be my bitch and fuck him and stuff, which I didn't. So I retrieved my.