So you steal the show, kid. She has to sneak off-stage and there you are!"Tiffany's eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm now and the color had returned... to her youthful heart-shaped face. "Oh, Mr. Gallagher!" she bubbled happily. "That's a wonderful idea! How can I ever thank you enough?" Oh, just send me a postcard from time to time, kid," Dippy said blandly, slipping down from his chair on his runty legs and starting toward the door. From Nowheresville, you dumb cunt, he added to himself. "Be. ” With that he winked at her slapped her ass and proceeded to strap her to the table. He ran a wide strap across her trim stomach strapped her hands to the table beside her head and placed a metal bit with leather wrapped tightly around it in her mouth. Then he inserted nose clips into her nostrils and tide them to an eye hook above her head keeping her from moving her head around. Satisfied that she could not move at all he stepped back and admired her. Her brown hair splayed around her head. She was a thin girl, except for her pregnant belly and swollen boobs. Being in the same class, she had to be around Nikki’s age, maybe 20 at the oldest but probably a year or so younger. Her hair fell around her youthful face and her big blue eyes kept darting around, always coming back to staring down to the floor (although she was mostly staring down at the stretched skin of her womb).The comfortable silence was broken by a hearty burp and giggle from Britt, who patted her belly with her. Now, I'm going to show you who you'll be riding along with.She twirls around and you find yourself looking in a full-length mirror. There's a human girl of about twenty years or so with pale skin, a carrot-red bob hairdo, large green eyes, and enough freckles to look like a Jackson Pollock painting. She's wearing a dark green floor-length velvet gown that hides a figure so thin she's only a little beyond skeletal. A is not her blood type, it's her bra size.That was NOT nice. For that, you don't.