’ ‘A what?’ ‘A divorce. We’re over. I’m sorry, but I can’t take any more of this marriage, now that the kids are gone.’ ‘You mean th...at you have stayed for them?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘How long have you felt like this?’ ‘3 years, at least.’ ‘Jesus Christ! Why didn’t you say something?’ ‘Because, it was already too far gone to help, even then.’ ‘Do you mean that talking, and therapy, such as counseling, couldn’t help?’ ‘You don’t get it, Jan. We were high school sweethearts, and we fell into the trap of. Her message shock me.'Well slave, I see you like obey My orders and give me pleasure,today my pleasure is thinking you can't cum without my permission, soI think I will not cum today'my desperation came out'please Mistress please, i need cum!my balls are full, my cock is hard and I can feel the cum close to exitfrom me, please Mistress please'but her answer was short'No!'I felt desperate, I wake up early for her, because I know she let me cum,but her order was another day of edge'After that,. I could only manage a little squeak of surprise as my breasts tried toinflate in the cramped space. The pressure of their expansion wasintense. I could see in the mirror as the light blue bra began to grow,occupying more and more of the bottle. I could feel it too, as mybreasts expanded into every nook and cranny that my compressed bodywasn't already filling. Soon the light blue bra covered almost the wholefront of the bottle, and I felt my self being squeezed even tighter bymy own ballooning. Tina settled on a not too sexy short skirt and a tight top. Underneath she wore matching lingerie because you never know. As soon as Amy opened the door, Tina realized something special would happen. Her friend wore high heeled boots, a short leather skirt and a tight, sleeveless black leather top. It looked utterly sexy and not an outfit for a quiet glass of Chardonnay on the couch.Amy led her friend into the half-dark living room and served her a glass of white on the couch. Tina's head raced.