“No,” Liz said. “But it makes me wish I’d thought of it before I had four Alabama Slammers last night. If I’d considered this possibility la...st night I would have stuck with water. But, honestly, until you said you felt like you were a child ... it never entered my mind. But all the clues sure point to it.”I rubbed my eyes and nodded, glad that I hadn’t said anything about fetal alcohol syndrome.“Realistically, how far along could you be?” I asked.“Realistically ... I have no idea,” Liz said. “I. Tall and big hipped, a big round butt and thick thighs. Not real fat mind you, just big, and if she wasn't careful she was going to be fat, and not too far in the future neither. She had a little belly already, not a big one, but a little roll going on beneath her tits. They were neither large nor small, but just there and even with that clunky bra she was wearing, which looked more like a back brace or something under her blouse, her boobs had some sag starting already.Kind of a dirty blonde. She was pushing her abdomen into my face but her face took on a more savage look. I pushed the my finger further into her ass and she moaned. I started a rhythm with both my hands, one massaging her G-spot, the other invading her ass. She bucked, putting the heels of her feet onto the chair and pushing hard again my mouth. I knew she was trying to reach another orgasm, so I helped her by inserting a second finger into her relaxed anus. Her eyes popped open as a silent scream was emitted from. We ate dinner and decided one shot for her stomach would be done in the morning and the bigger needle (butt) shot would be done around ten at night. That night she came to my room and said she was ready. I asked ‘should we do it here in the bathroom?’ (like it showed on the video? Sara said ‘No, it hurts so bad I have to lie on the bed and squeeze a tennis ball’. I found out Bill had given her the first few shots and was not very good at it. Now I was intrigued, she walked me into her room and.