Around 7. 30. PM. both of us went to bath.After bath I came to my room and locked it and removed the bath towel from my body and stood naked in front ...of dressing mirror. Really I was enjoying my terrific body, which was well enough to make any youth mad. My perfectly shaped breasts [not too big but a perfect twin] were clearly visible to me. They stood very proudly in my chest and the erected nipples stood in the center of the chocolate colored areolas. A beautiful thin hairline started just. What was left wasclay that the doctor was molding.He looked at the person in the mirror as if he was looking at aphotograph. It was a face similar to his, but not his. It was anotherperson. He didn't move, because a photograph didn't move, and becausehe didn't want to see the image react to his mental commands.He lowered his vision to the part of his body he could see. Theshoulders seemed smaller and smoother. Everything was smoother. Thebreasts filled and pushed the sports bra outward, and he. He loved it when his wife would draw out his pleasure like this, and it looked like another fun night was ready to begin. He always made sure to pay it back, with interest, especially when Mary had creative ideas like this.As he got up to the bedroom door, he saw a pair of panties hanging from the doorknob and noticed the giant wet spot on them. His nose immediately picked up on Mary’s scent, and he could tell these were the same panties she sent in her picture. His imagination, combined with. " Please, Nil," Makro broke in. "Can we do without that for now?" Besides," Fobie interjected. "They'd be doing it for fun; they have already 'bred' as our dear sister put it." It was silent enough to hear the crickets chirping outside the window and the looks of astonishment couldn't have been more pronounced if she had pulled a camel out of her coin purse."What do you mean?" Jarrah asked slowly."You know exactly what she means," Deimie smirked."That is impossible!" Lavender gasped."Why?".