“Well, how are you doing today?” she asked as she settled in wit aa cup of tea. “Your milk still flowing? No hungry baby anymore?”“No,” I ...replied. “I think we have a good schedule now and there’s no lack of milk.”“Then I guess you and your husband are looking forward to resuming sexual relations? The six-week waiting period is over.”With that, the tears I had been holding back for the last fw days burst forth.“I’m a mess!” I wailed. “My nipples hurt and I smell like milk all the time. I don’t. In amanner of speaking, Maggie was a child in her mind, with a littlegirl's wants and desires. The PPC designation stands for what we in thebusiness call, the Peter Pan Complex. In layman's terms, she wasforever a child, only a lost girl instead of a lost boy as the popularfairy tale claims. See... even if Maggie would have had the money tofeminize her body in the outside world, the little girl within herwould still have been imprisoned. The Pod was the only chance she hadof becoming the little. Paul said do you come here often then, yes we like to come a couple of times a year if we can, cheaper than going abroad and if the weather is like this you can’t beat it can you. All the time he was talking I felt he was looking at my naked body in front of him occasionally looking up at me and Paul’s faces, I enquired where his wife was and he said over there, Paul got up to see where he was pointing and started waving, I thought I better get up too and have a look, I went to get up and Ron. Kate squawked and fought, but it wasn’t very convincing;Betty sat on her and went to work with the vibe.Given something to do, the others pitched in, pulling nipples and whatever else looked to work. “No! GOD, no!” Kate moaned hoarsely when Mimi wet a finger and started playing with her asshole. Thrashing didn’t help, though -- it was five to one when Kenya pitched in. Kate shifted to begging and pleading, then to panting and moaning -- and then wailed, loudly, when everybody stopped what they.