" A few weeks later, I watched Christine first enamor herself in the mirror, then throw herself at a dirty, smelly bum." A few weeks later, I watched Christine first enamor herself in the mirror, then throw herself at a dirty, smelly bum. Her disgust made her puke and, shattered, she submitted to her punishment - a fist fucking in her ass by Sheila. Denise waddied in. Her hugely pregnant belly was held up and molded by a pregnancy corset. Her breasts were swollen orbs, with dark thick, dripping nipples jutting through the sheer fabric of the imitation nurses's uniform she was poured into. Her skirt ended at her crotch to show the incredibly thick mat of hair growing between her legs. Her white nylons showed the heavy growth on her legs. Wild tendrils of dark pungent pubic hair clung wetly from her under arms, left visible but the halter cut of her uniform. Tufts of hair were visible from her ears and she had a noticeable beard. Denise's hair had been permed and dyed into a huge black afro and then pulled back, framing her face and the silly nurses' cap she wore. There were rings in both nostril and a stud. Her nametag read "Dynese." I put away my typing and stood up. Sheila had kept me in pants, crushed velvet usually with a frilly blouse. My blonde wavy hair fell well down my back now. "Yo deb dis tah meh", Dynese accused. "Gaht meh hipamatized. |