She was puzzled at first, her eyes showed recognition as she stated, "Nodoor knobs either, I suppose."This bathroom also had a bidet that I, at least,... hadn't used. So with thedoor opened I scrunched up my fur and sat down to pee. Looking in thebathroom mirror I saw that Marion's description was apt. I was like adark amber ape with a dog snout and pointy raised dog ears. The amberglass eye holes were a little creepy but the rest could be at a stretchconsidered cute, I guess.Marion got dressed. I took that to mean she wasn't interested in using them. This night, however, she asked me to fuck her with the smaller dildo while I ate her. I was happy to oblige despite the discomfort it caused me in my cage. About half way to orgasm she pleaded with me to use the larger dildo. The smaller one wasn't big enough. I slowly inserted the thick life-like phallus into her pussy. I could tell she was enjoying the sensation by the many heavy breaths she took in as I eased inch by inch into her.. I used a pink blush on my cheeks and certainly used too much, but Iwasn't going for subtle after all. Finally for my lips, I took out aglittery pink lip gloss and coated my upper and lower lips with the doe-foot applicator. It took two layers to really get the pigment and shinethat I wanted, but by the end my lips were perfectly shiny and glimmeryall at once, and as I looked in the mirror, my whole image was pink ascould be.Erin emerged in a light pink A-line dress with hot pink. Best two out of three falls, out there. Instead of losing his poise, he picks himself up, dusts himself off, and shuts their lights off, one by one. You'd a thought Brian Nelson was thirty-five, with fifteen years of major league pitching under his belt, and those two fools were the dumb-ass rookies."Last night, the Orioles looked like minor leaguers out there."His partner jumped in, "Did you HEAR the Orioles Manager trying to blame it all on Brian Nelson? What a crock of baby puke. I had a lot.