Whatever was taking hold of her, she wanted to take advantage of it. She wanted to fan the flames which had kindled within her depths, to see where it...d take her on this idyllic morning. And so her mind drifted off further, conjuring up possibilities of her heightened state until two of her fingertips touched against her pearl. A shiver rocked through her perfect body, her back arching against the mattress and a soft, raspy breath rushing past her laps and out of her throat as her fingers. Her bottom half was covered by a billowing stretchy pleated lavender skirt.She was even wearing nude pantyhose and white two inch pumps. Debbie wasgetting that hard feeling she always got when she was so near a massivewoman. And Jenny was massive. She looked much bigger than the even previousweekend, but she seemed to be as light on her feet as ever. Mary was goingto have her work cut out for her getting Jenny big enough to becomeimmobile."Jenny, you look wonderful today. Almost as sexy as I. I oftenwondered why you boys seemed to get all swishy all at once." She laughedat the other two. "Was that it? The big girls wanted boy maids that wereall sweet and feminine - and you all cooperated?" That was probably true - to a degree," I admitted."You couldn't really blame the poor little things," she conceded . "Theyeither pretended to be boys - and got assimilated into the girl culture.Or were sweet and pretty and basically servants to a big girl that wouldprotect them." That must have. .. and your toes, I mean both are.”“Thank you.” Steph wiggled the toes in question.From her toes, his attention shifted to her legs. She had beautiful legs, and he almost reached out to touch. Thinking he’d been quiet too long; he cleared his throat. “Sorry, I got off track. Now, this is a racing game. Pick a character, and we’ll do some practice laps.”“Okay.” As Stephanie fiddled with the buttons, her actions became increasingly sure. She toggled through the characters and, of course, picked.