It said he needed to talk to me and to go to that bathroom and to the end stall, and sit down with my pants and underwear pulled down like I needed to...take a crap.This was really odd and if it were anyone else I would not have gone. But I trusted Ben and I need a big friend because I am so small. I knew from my c***dhood that big guy friendships sometimes came at a price.Soon I was walking back into the warehouse trying to look nonchalant. I found the bathroom in the corner and went to the back. .” I moaned, as I ran my hands through her hair and slightly thrust my hips up towards her. She bobbed up and down, sucking quietly as only a mother would and I could tell she was getting more excited as her robe continued to fall open. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed the robe further open, letting it fall to her waist as her beautiful bra covered breasts were exposed to me.She stopped her blow job and looked up at me in bewilderment, “What are we doing here? I thought I was just. Chrissie’s silence indicated that she was probably having similar thoughts. I watched her for a short time, thinking that, even if I got fully bimboed, I’d never get tired of making fun of her pink perm. That thought was cheering me considerably when the opening music began to play. It was time. ***** ‘Good evening, and welcome to a special edition of Bimbomania! I’m your host, Biff Brewster, and tonight we bring you the final round of this edition of our show!’ Biff waited for the thunderous. Hell, he got to feel her up, and I must say I would not have minded getting my hands on her perky tits.Helen and Ken's relationship continued on in this manner, but I knew that it would not last. I thought about the warning I had given Helen, and I realized that once it was given, I had to follow through, so I started looking for some sort of leverage. It was one day at Helen's house that I found what I was looking for.Helen's home life was interesting. Her parents were divorced, and she and.