"Mistress decided that you were not progressing fast enough physically.She had alterations made. Starting at your head. Your eyes wereenlarged. They w...ere also given a slight slant. The ears were surgicallypinned back and plastic was implanted into your ear lobes to helpsupport heavy earrings. You see Mistress loves you. All your rear molarswere removed to give your cheeks that hollowed out look. Your nose wasaltered to give it that small bobbed look. Bone was removed from the jawto make it less. If you have a pulse, they will stop it. If you have an orifice, they will fill it. It’s what they do. I’m sure some sick fuck like myself (but with more of a flair for dramatics and customary) is living large off the residuals from that underworld patent. Since I couldn’t negotiate with the clones closing in on me, I had to figure out a way to escape or get rid of them quickly. At the end of the walkway I found a cargo hook secured to the railing, the chain extending out and up into the dark. They talked to me in a very caring and loving tone. It was as though they really and truly cared about me. Then one of them lifted my head and showed me a gag. A gag I have had in my mouth a few times before. The gag was leather with a wide rectangle piece of leather were the mouth would go. On one side was a 3 inch small cock. This end would go in my mouth. On the other side was a 8 inch or so black rubber cock. This would extend from the outside of my mouth. The lady who gagged me removed her. Do you Uncle John?” Gabby looks at John with sparkling laughter and a lilting flirtatious mirth in her eyes. Gabby’s words are almost like a challenge and for some reason John feels a sexual tension and undercurrent he can’t quite explain. His mind is a-swirl and he is quite sure his face looks confused. John attempts to laugh off her comment and retorts, “Oh, of course not, doesn’t matter about these old shorts Patrick, I’d never complain about my little Gabby sitting in my lap. Well I don’t.