I resist, though it isn’t even resisting, because my drive to indulge in your many skills has been banished, exiled, and left me to my solitude. Of... course it does not bother me…in that moment I am exactly where I want to be, so ignoring you is not even a conscious decision…it is merely me, being me. As I lay there, lost in the flicker of the candle, Something Corporate's ‘Konstantine’ gliding throughout the room, a darkness obstructs the white wall that moments earlier provided the. .fuck me like a slut!" I begged! That was all it took, I was being pounded as hard as he could! Ken was now grunting loudly with every stroke deep inside me. My pussy opened up and took in every inch he had. Within seconds I was beginning to climax......"Oh shit fuck me harder I'm cumming" I begged! All I remember was a very intense orgasm as I soaked him and the mattress with my juices! When I came to Ken was still fucking me hard and I could hear the sucking sound of my wet stretched out. Hmm. She put the plate down, said she’d be right back with me as she slid a glass of ice water my way, then disappeared back into the bowels of the place. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Her name was Patty McKaig. We had gone through school together, like kindergarten through high school, then back in the early seventies we had gone off to Dartmouth together. She had fallen in love with me then, or so she professed one Saturday afternoon before the annual autumn slugfest with Harvard, and we. I guess this is how my transformation had looked. Then I felt odd. My breasts began to throb as they grew to fill my bra! The stockings I had put in the cups were making it too tight. I quickly reached into my bra and pulled the stockings out. I looked down at myself as my breasts grew fuller and heavier until they completely filled the bra- the C CUP bra. I staggered to my feet and stumbled to the front hall mirror to see what had happened to me. I was shocked. I now filled out the skirt and.