I dressed up in a sexy low plunging tight black dress, black lacy bra, red silky panties, black thigh high stockings with lace on the top and some bla...ck heels. So when I got there they had me turn around and admired my outfit. Then they asked me to slowly strip to my knee high stockings only. As I did so they whistled and clapped their approval. It made me feel so desirable and sexy. Once I was in only my thigh high stockings, they told me to go around the table while the guys played poker. I also saw the humans, tiny distant naked figures, their genders just discernible, busily going about their chores.I have never stayed at that farm, nor at any other of its kind. This is another man's story, not mine. Or you might say it is the girl's story.She wasn't his type at all. A strangely shapeless chubby body, with a pinkish complexion, hardly a waistline, and a vulva that seemed nothing more than a short and narrow groove disappearing between her thighs. Drooping breasts, with large. " said Kaycee. "Call me Buck. Can you bend over for me. Let me see, what your trying to cover up. Wow...that is nice." I said. Kaycee quickly bent over and flipped her white mini skirt up. She had a small white thong under her mini. It was wedged between both her big ass cheeks."If I was your husband. I'd have a hard time letting you out of the house." I said. She smiled between her legs. She then turned around to face me. "You should put the mop handle between your breast." I said. She smiled.. My face was extremely red.I got back to my room and just ignored all of the phone calls and text messages. The next morning I got up and checked my phone to see a video message from Natalie. I opened it and saw her bobbing up and down on Marcus's big cock. At the end she let it fall out and said,"This could be you." She put it right back in as the video ended. I got a text message after I closed it. It read 'Hey, Chris. This is Marcus. Call me when you want some more time with my cock.'* * * *I.