They formed up and started filing off the corridor. The Lieutenant following behind saluted the Major and, without a word, continued. David and I stoo...d there with our mouths open.“We’ve been here for about 45 minutes, David. As soon as you called, I alerted my quick reaction force. We’ve been waiting for a good excuse to do some spring cleaning down here. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some work to do.”As he was talking, a full company of red camouflaged Mars Rangers started coming into the. As her eyes adjusted to the light, everything was blurrybecause of her weakened eyes. She looked closely at her hand. Even in herpoor vision, she could see it was like leather, covered in age spots, asshe looked at the rest or her arm, she now saw the skin on her upper armswas now rippling flab. Her once firm breasts now three times as heavy hungtowards her navel. Stretchmarks covered her bloated belly. Her thighschaffed against each other. The extra weight threw her balance off. Shefell on the. She'dchecked their nipples, their areolas, their height, their width, theirvolume, their firmness, their sleekness, their color. She'd looked atthe shadows they cast upon her wall and their reflections in the full-length mirror on the back of her bathroom door. She'd imagined them invarious blouses, tops, and dresses, displaying varying amount ofd?colletage and cleavage and offset by every color she could envision,both in and out of her wardrobe. Judging as objectively as she could,she'd had to. Opyright 2004 by LVWolfman, All rights reserved - June 29, 2003ForwardWelcome to my first published fiction (other than perhaps my resume.)While I'm a fan of erotic mind control stories, I've noticed that many of the first published stories by amateur authors fall into this genre and use many of the same cliches. This was recently explained to me as being the "Hello World!" of erotic literature. (For those with no programming experience, the reference books for almost every programming language.