Then the smell hit: a overwhelmingly sour smell,like kim che or rotting vegetables, and very strong. Gasping in revulsion heholds his breath for a few...seconds. But only a few seconds, and then with everysniffy nasal inhalation his nose is filled with her nasty stink. All the whilethey are talking about him, mocking him and laughing. She leans forward andfarts on him again. It?s not as loud this time, but it goes on longer. Both ofthe women are convulsing with laughter; their voices shrill and. " Jen pulled the cloth from the mirrorand I saw myself for the first time. What a sight!A big, blonde bimbo stood before me; probably a 38DD-28-32 with mycorseted figure; blonde bouffant hair; very heavy makeup around the eyeswith sparkling gold glitter. Heavy black lashes with a broad black edgeframed my eyes. My eyebrows were now a highly arched thin line thatoffered more space under for shadow. The massive bosom, the tiny waistand the short dress, which barely covered the stockings,. She rubs it up and down in front of him through the silk material. "I love silk, it's so soft. Feel it." Jasmine grabs his hand and puts it up against her thigh before he can say no, and pulls it up to the silk slip, and moves it up and down as if she’s making him rub her legs. Finally he tells her to turn around and bend over for him. She does and he fucks her so hard she lets out a soft moan. The moans start to get more intense and louder so she leads him by one hand into the bathroom in. It was almost as if his feet had made the decision for him, as if he was being called, and so here he was, right in the Toy Shop.Nervously he eyed his surrounding, there was a whole rack of dildos in every shape, size, color and specialty he could imagine and a second rack with those that he couldn't imagine. There were also stands of Lingerie, both for male and female, that seemed to consist mostly of nothing or different materials, that did pretty much everything, except concealing anything..