I got nervous when I saw a dog walker and quickly slipped my boob away again, I blushed at my carelessness, but turned down a lane flanked either side...by pine trees, the smell drives me crazy and I was heading in the other direction to the dog walker, this time I pushed my fingers in through the buttons on my dress and flicked at my boobs inside, and it was getting warm. My panties were feeling damp already and I'd only been walking for ten minutes. I checked behind me to see if there was. Christine had twice witnessed her brother-in-law getting his arse whacked in the past but on this occasion, she was to be disappointed.John was even more subdued than usual for the rest of the visit as he contemplated what might be used on his backside because it could be Lorraine's hand or her hairbrush or, occasionally, her cane.As Christine eventually saw them off, she again smirked and said, "Goodbye, John, have a good evening." He will be having a very uncomfortable evening," replied. His thoughts are of being put on, pulled up, and caressed. He longs for it. He needs it. He is a pair of pantyhose, longing to be worn. Laura stares at the image in the mirror. A shadow of her former self. A mannequin of her former self. No matter how hard she tries she cannot move or speak. She is at the mercy of everyone now. Somewhere deep inside her though, she doesn't want to move. She realizes that now she is beautiful, and she will be forever. Her beauty will never fade. Her beauty will. It was eerily very lifelike and really didn’t look like a doll. Most people would know that she wasn’t real but for Robert, she would be his girl. He would eat with her, fuck her, love her. The only thing was, she wasn’t really a human. He hoped it wouldn’t fuck his mind up too much.He did want to marry and have children someday. This was something that he really couldn’t tell many people about. Most people would probably find it weird and gross. But, Robert found it exciting and a necessity..