When he pulled it off it was an unbro- ken and faithful copy of my lower body.When he pulled it off it was an unbro- ken and faithful copy of my lower body. He freed me then, and told me to wash myself off. I had been dismissed. While I cooked dinner he sawed and filed the edges of the cast smooth, and after we had eaten he told me to get my shower cap and come to the garage. While I watched, he covered the edges of the mold with wax and had me stand. He fitted the cast against my front. Naturally, it was a perfect fit. He strapped it tightly in place with old belts, and had me help support it with my hands. He covered my breasts, neck and shoulders with petroleum jelly, band-aids and all, and mixed more plaster. He explained that he wanted my breasts to hang naturally for this part of the cast, so I had to do it standing up. The shower cap was to keep my hair up out of the plaster. He built up the already-finished mold of the lower front of my body by adding on to its upper edge until he had a mold of me from my upper thighs to my uplifted chin. I kept asking him why he was doing this, but he just told me I would find out. Finally, he said he would use the gag if I didn't just stop asking questions. The mold was quite heavy at this point, and it was only half done. He sawed and filed the rough edges until he had a complete impression of the front half of my torso, and again he fitted it to me. |