She then looked down at the needle. ‘Don’t do it Marianne,’ Albert shouted, ‘We can get help for you.’ ‘The only help for me is in this ne...edle,’ she said. ‘We can fix…’ he stopped as she pushed the needle into her vein and squeezed the plunger. Without pausing, Albert turned and walked to the street, heading back toward his alley and his dumpsters. ‘She threw it all away, and I had to watch it,’ he thought to himself, quickening his pace. He was about half way home when he stopped and thought. Hehated being woken up with surprises... Instead of his tastefully messybrown hair, he was now met face to face with long, straight, platinumblond locks that stretched to his upper back. Not only that, but hischest had now expanded to a C cup. And when he sat down on the toilet, henoticed that his dick was barely visible. He couldn't deny it at thispoint, he was going to end up with a full blown case of Bimbo Virus.Kyle endeavored as much as he could to distract himself and continue hisday, but. She makes no attempt to smile, to conceal her state of misery, or to brush away the fine tears that her eyes won’t stop releasing. She sees a man in his late twenties, his eyes dark brown, his hair an even darker brown, his face frowning even though his creases so obviously fell into an easy smile. “Yeah I’m fine thanks,” Kelly tells him. But she’s not ok. She doesn’t want to regain control of her life now: she’s been in control of it for too long, she wants something new and different. The man. That quivering, pleading voice was like music to Rani’s ears. “Yes my love. You did well. I should let you go. What do you think we should do Karan?”Karan was already hard again. ”It’s your decision my darling”. “Right. So yes Anjali, let’s see what to do with you. Since you have been so obedient, I should let you go. You can once again go and live with your grandparents” Anjali’s heart fluttered. “But try to understand my problem here. You must surely understand that Meera has to die, either.