And before you go copping an attitude with me, remember, you and your bimbo friend will be servicing me at my discretion... so be nice." Like hell I w...ll! You may have turned me into your sick demented sex fantasy physically, but I'm still very much myself mentally," Jessica responded."Don't go blaming me for your new appearance... blame your boyfriends," the man responded, chuckling."Huh?" she responded."The standard package includes huge boobs and bisexuality, but everything else from hair. Is there any chance of getting a ride on the bus? I am without money but I will be willing to make it worth your while."He laughed and gave his order to the waitress who was hovering nearby and who was giving me a very chilling look that said, "I got your number, little lady!"When he told me to order something on his bill, I almost jumped up and kissed him even though he looked decidedly plain and ordinary. I ordered a "Western Omelet" just because I liked the name. It sounded so rugged and all. Mistress commanded, "Rise!" and Sandy stood.Eve then proceeded to cover Sandy's bottom and sex in the oil, before working her way down her legs. When she was finished, Sandy's entire body was covered in the oil. As the light reflected off of the shiny substance, she seemed to become one with the candlelight. Her every move now caused the light to reflect in different patterns – she was a part of the light, a vessel.It was time for her to be placed on the altar.While Eve had been coating Sandy. So I went to the railway station and got on the train. I was disgusted by the situation and crowd of the compartment. As I didn’t have a choice, I had to travel in it. I found a place between 3 men and quickly grabbed it. I noticed that there were no women in that compartment.4 men sat in front me and were constantly staring at my boobs and my exposed thighs with lustful eyes. First I got disgusted, but I started getting horny with their looks.The guy who sat beside was about 30 years he slowly.