Truth the sound up, Jo, would you?’ The technician turned a knob, and the conversation from the next room became audible. Emma watched and listened ...with keen interest. ‘Last time I got fitted, I was a size thirty K,’ Shelley was saying. The volunteer’s erection was tenting his white underpants in horny fascination. ‘Though who knows what size they are now. I eat what I like, and it all goes to my tits, just makes them bigger and firmer.’ ‘Don’t stop talking about them,’ pleaded the middle-aged. ”There was a new chair in my dream room! Plastic and leather with cuffs for my legs, arms and waist, cuffs with buckles to tighten. I squirmed feeling a little scared. “Do not be alarmed. You will feel something rise into you and then a warm sensation. You must be ready for your next step young man.”If I wasn’t cuffed I’d have hit the ceiling as that cool probe pushed between my buttocks moving up as I tried to rise away from it, fighting my waist harness! I felt the flow of warm liquid. If was. Her face twisted, the beauty fading as anger melted the white makeup. It bled in white lines down her face as angry welts appeared about her throat, lined with black bruising. The skin beneath her white makeup was bloated, sickly. Behind her, a ball of blue light burst into being, dancing with agitation.She spat out again, Sayuri’s name buried in her angry words.“Fuck,” Chris shouted, dropping his phone to grab her shoulders. He tried to pry the ghost off of his cock as heat burst around his. Christine was your girlfriend's roommate. They were good friends their Freshman year and decided to room together, though you knew Christine doesn't hold the highest opinion of you. Like your girlfriend, Christine is pretty small, being only 5' 3" and having a similar face as Stephanie. She had shorter dark brown hair, and similarly dark eyes and wore small glasses. From what you could tell her breasts seemed the same size as your girlfriends, but her backside was definitely smaller. not by too.