“Hm. I must have really been skipping my pecs more than I realized, my chest aches already!” We grinned at one another, he clearly hadn’t notice... the budding B-cup breasts he was now sporting, the serum was well and truly doing its job!When he moved on to heavier weight Annabelle gave him the first ego-crushing glimpse he’d get of our real selves. As he struggled on his last rep she stepped in to help him re-rack the bar, and in doing so gave him a view right up that skirt; what he saw beneath. “Grab your ankles and count them out,” Loreena said. Who had trained her? She did as she was told, and dutifully counted out nine strikes from the ruler, one for every word she had allowed slip without instruction. The ruler didn’t leave damage like a whip, but Loreena put some muscle into the spanking, and banshee was quivering in pain when she finished. Oscar put the damper on the party. “So, if we are done getting spunk all over my Shoppe, shall we try on some clothes?” He had lingerie in. By arrangement, Chairman Booth danced first with Fiona, while his Best Man, Philippe Sturgeon, danced with Helena. Then, to the strains of ‘Moon River’, they changed places.A microphone was handed to the groom at the end of the second dance. “My friends,” he began, then went on, “thank you for sharing in this occasion. There will be more dancing later, but I’m afraid you have first to endure the usual speeches and the food. The staff here have been labouring mightily, ably managed by Imogen. I wiped the tears off my cheeks, feeling like a complete idiot, and said, “I’m just having a shitty day.” “I’m Rayanne Baxter,” she said extending her hand to me. “Crystal Falcone,” I sniffled and shook her hand. She smiled and began picking up my spilled groceries and putting them in one of those cloth shopping bags that environmentalists were always promoting. Once she had everything gathered up from the ground and my trunk, she helped me carry them into my apartment and put them away..