My dream has come true. I have become Frilly Lillie, a fulltime, big-time, big baby girl.It's almost perfect.As usual, I'm speechless -- gagged as I t...pe - with my chains jingling as the words flow. I can feel my stiffness growing in my pink plastic panties. I feel the butt plug inside me. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, sheer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind. ” She looks at me with that calm demeanor that she carries into any room, no matter who’s in it. “Or we could write something together. I bet you’re an excellent writer.” I think that’s what she said. The alcohol is starting to get to me, and I need to lie down somewhere quiet. “I’m too paranoid and useless to write anything about all these nights out,” I say, in quite a harsh tone. She’s confused, probably because what I said made little sense, and I don’t care because I’m walking away, out to. “Someone is excited” he purred. I shivered at his touch. His towel then fell off, exposing his gigantic hard on. “I’m excited too” he said with a wink. My heart raced. What was he planning to do to me? At this point I honestly didn’t care. He then made his way to the end of the bed. Standing before me, he grabbed my legs, and pulled me towards the edge, so my ass was almost hanging over. He lowered his body so he was now on top of me. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my wet pussy. It. She kissed me passionately, snaking her tongue deep into the back of my mouth. My fingers played with the folds of her pussy as her fingers seemed to push all the way inside me to the knuckle.I could feel my orgasm building and I could tell she was close too. I scrunched my toes as I felt it ripple through my body. Sara pulled my head tight to her’s with her spare hand, not letting me pull away. Her body shook together with mine as my orgasm washed over me. I felt her pussy gush over my fingers.