The thick curls of fur on her pussy were exactly the same color and softness of curl as the hair crowning her head, the line of hair ending at the bottom of her firm belly was so straight that it looked as if it were shaved by a razor.The thick curls of fur on her pussy were exactly the same color and softness of curl as the hair crowning her head, the line of hair ending at the bottom of her firm belly was so straight that it looked as if it were shaved by a razor. Her breasts were another matter entirely. A shade too heavy for her slim torso and very tiny waist. Lisa normally wore a thirty six bra with a problem between a C cup and a D cup. The C cup was sometimes too small and caused her boobs to bulge out the top, the D cup was sometimes too large and felt loose on her breasts. One of her current projects on self sculpting, was making her breasts just a trifle heavier, and firmer. A full D cup would be fine. Maybe another month at the most. She had to buy size ten or eleven blouses to fit but she could wear either size seven or eight if she bought skirts or pants. It caused her no end of problems when buying a dress, since the tops were always made for someone with a smaller chest, or the bottoms for a bigger ass. The one part of her body that bothered Lisa, was her nipple. The left one. It was partially inverted, sinking in on itself. It gave her no end of problems, even though her doctor told her that it was nothing to worry about. When she got horny, always, it would swell up inverted, hurting when it was inside out. Then with no warning, it would pop out of her full breast with such force that it always brought her to orgasm the instant it popped free. It had been deliberate, maybe a little stupid, but Lisa thought that she shouldn't seem too perfect and she'd figured out that an inverted nipple might just offset the startling beauty, so her power had been put to work on the nipple, inverting it over the period of two years. If she didn't like the result, she could always put it back in normal form in a matter of a month or so. Lisa turned around, looking at her naked buttocks and back over her shoulder, practicing a sexy look, eyes half closed, wetting her full lower lip with the tip of her pink tongue. She wriggled her body at her image in the mirror, looking at the deep cleft between the cheeks of her ass, watching to see how firm she was. The protruding cheeks of her ass were so firm that they hardly even quivered, even though they stuck out almost more than she would have liked. |