..I'm now 20, soon to be 21, and I'm nearing the peak of my party stage, and sexual experimentation stage. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend ...f nearly 5 yrs. He left me for another girl. Heartbroken and a bit vengeful, I went on a spree, sleeping with about any guy with a nice smile. Anyways, moving on, I was home from college (my first stint) on spring break and I had acquired a fake id while attending. I went out bar hopping with some girlfriends who were already of age. At the 2nd. I couldn’t shake her off.And, yet. I had no idea what her name was. Hell, I didn’t know what she looked like.She was a feeling, ever present. She was a sensation I craved. A drug. A hard, hard drug that I craved inside me.I sighed. My wetness was incredibly palpable in my panties.“Master,” I called out. My bare feet padded across the hallway tiles. “I need you,” I announced.“Over here,” he replied from the kitchen.I trotted in with a wide smile. I held my eyes open a little wider than usual,. Other hands soon joined them, to caress his inner thighs, his bottom, his back and even his shoulders. He opened his eyes to confirm that the boosters were surrounding him, caressing him everywhere on his bound and helpless body.Many mature voices began to say soft comforting things, in no certain rhythm or formula, but the cooing voices were very nurturing and brought up greater feelings of weakness and submission for Craig. He felt his body relaxing under their experienced touch and their. He was carefully drinking some water that he had heatedwith his ki so he could drink it without transforming. He grimaced atthe taste.Piccolo stood up from his usual mediating pose, and started hisstretches for the day. He slid easily from the splits, to standing tokicks and swinging his arms, getting his muscles warm for the day. Hewas about to start his push-ups when the familiar voice of his studentand friend, Gohan interrupted him."Ohayoo Piccolo-san! How are you doing?"Standing, the green.