I was feeling sexy when in through the unlocked front door, Carol and her sister walked in, I couldn’t say or move a muscle. Carol and her sister ju...t casually walked around me and looked me up and down. I was totally surprised when her sister took my hand and took me in the bathroom and handed me her make up bag. She said to finish the job. I went to work as soon as she closed the door behind her. I had on her sexiest sheer blouse, her black mini skirt, and her 4” heels. I then took great. She was so large, did they just keep growing the longer they lived? How old was this one? There was a lot of fat on her body, mostly distributed to her hips and stomach, yet he could see the powerful muscles emerging from beneath her pale underbelly. She had a soft chest, not breasts exactly, but enough paunch to give her a feminine figure.He twitched as she ran her dull claws down his bare chest, tracing the lines of his own scars, the two pink trails a trophy from a close encounter with some. He was probably stoned or drunk and he’s somewhere close by sleeping it off. He’s just one more loose end we don’t have to take care of anyway.”“Okay, Mr. Ferretti.”“Frankie, you think Ronny is up for this?”“Sure, he’s a good kid and he’ll do what we tell him. I’ve seen him kick down a door, and that bitch won’t even be awake before we’re inside.”“What about the other houses?”“I talked to Carlos after he first came out here a couple days ago to have a look and he said there was a family living. Itwas familiar somehow, where had I seen that face before? Now I know!I am looking at the visage of Teri Hatcher as Lois Lane from the deardeparted Lois & Clark TV show. I shook my head in this realization,and watched my long raven tresses sway back and forth around my beautiful face. I've been turned into a real, live Lois Lane!My dreams have come true; somehow, I've been turned from someone thatwrites stories about his favorite fetish into the very object of thatfetish, who can now write.
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