" Somebody done poisoned de puddin'. Don't eat no puddin.'" It's about the pudding," said Angel, looking around to all the girls at our table. "Don't ...anybody eat that shit."My first spoonful of pudding was inches from my mouth. I put it back in the dish. I could hear Shug's voice to Trey. "You can just take dat dessert cart back to de kitchen, girl. Ain't nobody here gawn eat it."Trey rolled the dessert cart back to the kitchen, passing my table on the way. She looked over at Angel and said,. Johnson, please. You have to help me.That's why I came over today. I wanted to ask you to do something, sothat I can be Jenny all the time," I sobbed.Mrs. Johnson came over and sat beside me. She put her arms around megently and I rested my head on her shoulder as my tears continued toflow. When I finally calmed down, she got up and brought me sometissues. Then she sat down in her chair."Jenny, I want to help you. That is what I am trying to do now and youhave made progress. The fact that you. Then He left theroom.An hour later, He returned. He added two more pounds tothe weights, causing a fresh batch of pain. I heard adog barking. My Master applied peanut butter to mypussy, and a large Doberman was happily licking it off.This was not exactly unpleasant, but it was suspicious.Once I was good and damp, the dog felt it was time tomate. My Master held him in once he entered. This wasnot bad, until I felt the balloon expand in my pussy. My Master waited until the dog was stuck by his. I was watching a soap on the BBC when I heard the now familiar sounds of people fucking, emanating from the kitchen, I turned around to realise for the first time I was alone and mother and her brother-in-law were not in the room.I knew as I neared the door her noises and his grunting were those of a copulating couple and I dropped to my knees and peered through the keyhole to see uncle's hair ass pummeling forward in and out as he drove his cock into mothers gaping cunt, neither cared they.