I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if every...thing is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-16. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually. His own skin was a patchwork of healed wounds, including those that he had sustained during his time in New Mombasa, the scar from the needle that had hit him in the shoulder had never fully disappeared. There were plastic surgery procedures that could make his skin as soft and as clear as a newborn’s again, and the UNSC would cover the cost, but Alba had refused. She liked his scars, said that it was proof of his bravery, and he wasn’t inclined to challenge her on that.She pressed him up. The panic, which had faded as my confidence grew,suddenly flared up and overcame me. Protesting to Vanya, and trying toshrink at the same time, I babbled about how everyone would know and athousand other reasons that skimmed through my pandemonious brain.Vanya was not to be thwarted, however, and her calm logic cut throughmy panic and she ordered me out of the car. Locking the door behind meshe said, "This will convince you of your new body and looks, Darling.Come with me and remember who you. Her left hand was on my ass and her right hand was moving around my penis with her mouth taking my penis in and out. She was surely an expert in giving a blowjob and I was having a firsthand experience here.I was hard in no time and my balls were about to cum. I notified the same to her and she asked me to cum on her boobs, which I eagerly did.Nikita and I both knew that now it was her turn and based on the sex-chat history which we had, she already knew that I was a little aggressive.I made.