The curve of her hips, and the way she had them slightly cocked out, with her hand on one, holding a coat hanger with the other. As she came into the ...oom, she told me to sit down, that we needed to talk. I sat down in a chair in the corner, to which she very promptly ran over (tits bouncing the wildly over the short distance) and jumped on my lap and said that it was obvious it was now awkward between us, and we needed to just get it over with and fuck. Only once, just to “Get it out of our. You're not gonna be going out driving anywhere tonight, are you?" Uncle Mark! I'm only 13! I can't drive, yet." Oh yeah. I forgot. You always seem so grown up to me. Okay, I guess it won't kill you to have a beer or two tonight. Just don't tell your mom or dad! They'll think I'm a bad influence! '"Everybody already knows you're a bad influence, Uncle Mark, but we all love you anyway!" Now you go slow with this stuff, Sweetie. I don't want a drunk girlfriend on my hands tonight." Oh, Uncle. I called.....no answer. I txted.....no answer. Where the hell was he?! I began losing hope around 12:30. Still no answer. No word. 'Whatever' i thought, 'that's why i got toys and fingers.' Then...faintly, i heard a gagging noise coming from the living room. At first i was confused. Gagging? Was someone being sick in the living room? I got up and went to my door, peeking into the living room. It was actually the opposite of being sick. Standing in my living room was Gs with his dick balls. NO, this too? I already knew the answer deep within me, that this has also become a permanent part of my new twisted body. Yet the nails attacked each other in the running water, emerging unscathed. I wrapped my fingers around the tap, staring at the light reflecting off of my manicured nails, and turned off the water.The leopard`s gaze was blank, as our eyes met, blank like my mind. The latex had imprisoned me, took my identity away, broke me, it has won. My mind was blank, as butterflies.