She became a real pain doll, a body of mutilated flesh whose main purpose was to suffer and express her agony by emitting those funny voices. And she ...ulfilled that purpose very well. Oh, the things Amber wanted to do. She looked at her mother's filthy pussy, inches away from her face now that she had turned her upside down. She reached out and ran her fingers along the engorged clit, and as Tracy unintentionally moaned softly, she looked in disgust at her, leant her head back and spat in her. She pinched one between her fingers and gave it little squeeze. To her relief, nothing came out."There, that settles it," Becca thought. "Not pregnant. No way."She went back to bed and laid on her side, cradling her tummy. Deep inside her womb, she felt a gentle tumbling movement.Becca's belly continued to swell. Three days later, she looked almost full-term. Johnny watched her waddle around the coffee shop, bumping into things, but he was too polite to bring the subject up again. Customers at. ”“Sour grapes. Sour grapes,” Jackie teased. “This says you’re still a junior and didn’t miss any school. Good luck with that. I’ll help you study if you need it. Call your mom. Tell her you’re in school. She’ll worry less, I think.” She looked at me. I nodded.The news story about Melinda Knowles being a missing teenager in Aruba just went away, but new ones took its place. Patricia George’s body had recently been found in a canyon in California. It had been there for at least a couple of weeks. I lubed up the plug with spit, pushed it inside my tight little ass and finished off my look with a long brown wig and a little make-up. Im lucky that i dont need much to look femme.I decided to drive in the country roads as there would be less people around as even though i looked pretty convincing i didnt want to stuck in any traffic or even worse be seen by anyone i knew. It was such a turn on driving around dressed this way, everytime i looked down i could see the sun glistening off my long.