Tonight, however, was different. “The show’s about to start,” someone announced, dimming the lights. The conversation died away as the adverts ...ended and the opening titles came up. Not long after the start of the show, the action cut to a scene in a brothel. Two young girls were making out and a third, older women was giving them instructions on how to please each other. The girls were gorgeous, they both looked really into it and the matronly woman was talking really dirty to them. I was. "No you Bimbo your teets! You can have them any size you want" She told me as my face crumbled like pastry, "my tits no I came here for my Nose job not my tits" Oh Fuck!She walks up to the sheet and peels it back, my big boobs are now humongous,and I am laying down "How could this happen" I shout at her but she just says "Pokerface and leaves the room after turning two little taps under my armpits to the flow position, the look like wine box taps... and they are connected to what looks like two. Not a question I’d gotten before, and it threw me a bit. ‘Jack,’ I answered after a second. ‘What can I do for you?’ She looked down. ‘Oh, nothing,’ she said, flashing her eyes back at me momentarily, before pushing back off the desk, turning to look at the bestseller display. ‘What’s popular this week?’ You, I’m sure, are popular with everybody, I thought. I let my gaze wander over her slim figure. I turn into a real pervert at work. The other guys I work with can get pretty raunchy, but I had. Or was it trepidation?Beth's little car was not outside the house when he got home. He parked his van in the garage, locked up and entered the house through a connecting door from the garage. Leaving his dirty safety boots by the door, he stripped off his overall and dumped it straight in the washing machine, heading straight for the bathroom, where he stripped off t-shirt, boxers and socks without looking round and set the shower running."Ahem. Might I serve you, Master?"He spun round, shocked.