The effect has been quite dramatic – my breasts have grown to a 36B and i have put on loads of weight on my hips and belly which is why i am on a di...et. Because i put fresh red nail polish on when i came in early this morning all that’s left for me to do is put some make up on, get dressed and spray myself with cheap perfume. my clothing is the bare minimum to keep me decent – a denim miniskirt which just covers my ample buttocks, a thin red boob tube and a fake fur jacket. i tuck my penis. It seemed that part of the way was crumbling down. Cautiously they stepped over the debris, into a small overgrown area. Through the overgrown weeds, they saw the castle. The castle was dilapidated. The stone pillars were falling apart. Pieces of stone had fallen to the ground leaving dents where they landed.They glanced around when they noticed the entrance to the castle. It was a large intimidating wooden door. They looked closer and saw that it was left ajar. Cautiously they walked through. I managed to cop a feel of her ass a couple of times while we were ascending the stairs.We made it to her room and neither of us wasted any time. We both were stripped to our underwear in record time. She was only in her panties and I was in my boxers. She motioned me to move closer with her finger. How could I resist? I moved to her slowly and put my arms around her amazing body. for those of you who haven't read the previous part, a little about Gucci. She's 20. Brunette. The most beautiful. Believe me, he’ll NEVER ordain me a priest!”“But what if he asked you?”“He won’t.”“Humor me.”“There’s a reason two priests lock arms with the candidate for ordination to the priesthood and escort him to the Royal Doors and keep him there!”Clarissa laughed, “Nice! So you would?”“Yes, but the bishop won’t. So it’s sort of a moot point.”We arrived at Father Nicholas’ house and he greeted me at the door in his cassock. Usually around the house he’d wear normal clothes, but if he was outside, or if.