Chris had clearly changed her mind about the NO SEX tonight rule as she turned to me and ordered, "Slut, go shave your body and get into your slut out...it. Be quick about it! We'll be waiting right here."A while back, Chris on one of our DATE NIGHT weekends had taken me on a humiliating shopping trip where she bought my slave girl outfit. A little French maid outfit with a very short skirt; wig; a matching bra, panties and garter belt set; high heeled shoes and black mesh stockings; and a. " You're right as usual Jeff. Perhaps I can make it an indoor pool." That works. A little flashy but you can keep the lighting dimmed."The rest were looking back and forth and didn't know what to think."I suppose so. It would have to be a small pool anyway. My share would barely get me ten tons and it doesn't go as far as it used to."I just nodded my head in understanding. "Would you pass those other cookies? I think I like them better." Yes, Mrs MacIntee usually had more of the food you like. Other than that, the next few weeks seemed to pass rather quickly until Jennifer’s roomie and best friend, Brittany, dumped my buddy Chip. Chip took it rather badly moping around depressed for days. Chip’s family did have the kind of wealth that a rich debutante like Brittany required, but the fact that he would inherit a large family business in a small south Georgia town didn’t quite cut it with Brittany, who grew up in Atlanta’s wealthiest neighborhood and loved the big city life. This. "For the first time, I truly looked at my new tits. They were almost as big as Andrea's. They were not just big; they were full and pert, with not a bit of sag. My nipples were now erect and sensitive.My hands were drawn to my new mammaries. I let out a gasp as I touched my newly enlarged breasts. Give me a few minutes and I bet I could come by just touching them."Having big tits are nice, aren't they, Slave?" asked Chris."Oh yeah!" moaned both me and my sister, who was also reveling in her new.