'Jesus Christ, Tabitha. Take him to a bathroom and make out if you're that horny. It's only...' Miranda scolded as she turned to look. To really look ...at me for the first time. 'Daniel? Is that you?' 'Hey, Miranda.' 'What the hell,' Miranda huffed as she sat down on the edge of her desk while waving a hand to indicate my new body and face. I had my new buffed body with chiseled cheekbones and jaw instead of the jowls I'd had the last time she'd seen me. In clothes that fit my new body,. Prathibha: Vandana keeps that bond paper very carefully, and slave under the table again.Me: okay mistress.I thought they are discussing something and I was waiting for the table, suddenly Pratibha slapped me on my cheeks with her flat sandal, and she told me to take her another sandle from her another leg with my mouth and told me to sit on the chair. Now I was on the chair with Pratibha sandle in my mouth.Prathibha: now slave lick that sandle clean up and down, I should not see any dust on. My rapidly hardening erection pushed into her soft body. My hands unzipped her skirt and she raised herself up enough that I could roll it and her panties past her ample hips. She then kneeled as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse. My fingers unclasped her brassiere and tossed it aside and then my mouth closed over a pink nipple as I sucked on it. Mom gasped and attempted to push more of her breast into my mouth as I lavished attention on her pink, hard nub. Her hand was rubbing along my leg. "There! I reduced her to 10%." He clicked a few more times, and the machine began to hum and buzz. A few minutes later, the door clicked open. Inside was five miniature naked copies of Cathy. "Oh my!" gasped Cathy. "Can I see one!" before Dan could answer, Cathy reached in and gently picked one up. "Wow!" perfect detail! "Even my mangled tattoo is there on..." Nancy laughed, "On where, Cathy?" Dan interrupted. "Your turn, Nancy." Nancy shrugged and said, "Okay." Then.