Sarah giggled for a moment, then said "Oooo I have a good one She decided to do it anyway; she didn't want to seem like a wuss.
She slowly went over to her friend, and was mesmerized as Holly seductively pulled the straps of her tank top off her shoulders, and then painfully slowly pulled it down until her beautiful breasts bounced free of the shirt. Danielle sat down beside her, and put one hand on each breast, and slowly began to massage her friend's ample assets. Holly leaned back a bit, supporting herself on her hands, and thrusting her breasts out some more, and Holly opened her mouth in silent pleasure.
A small moan pierced the silence that had overcome the room. Danielle turned to see Sarah sitting cross-legged on her sleeping bag; rubbing her crotch with one finger through her clothes Hotter than Sofia Vergara walking through a five-alarm fire, Nate? You smooth talker. But my boobs were never that good, even when I was half the age I am now.
Truth be told, though, how many women's tits could compare to Sofia's? But Barb could honestly say that she had nothing to be embarrassed about where her own body was concerned. Having seen the way many of her female relatives on the Mueller side had ballooned out when they hit their thirties, she made it a point to hit the gym three nights a week. Her legs were long and as trim as they had been when she was twenty-five. Her hair was dark and thick, falling past her shoulders, and the first strands of silver hadn't yet dared to put in an appearance.
And if the not-so-subtle glances she caught from some of the fathers at Nate's hockey games were any indication, her face and body were just as attractive as they had always been. She stretched her arms over her head, smiling proudly as her breasts lifted with the motion. She cupped one firm mound in her hand.
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A pair of perfectly respectable c-cups, and if they hadn't been getting the attention she wanted, well, that was no one's fault but hers. She snorted. As if her career could survive having a female lover! Even though Rapid City was cosmopolitan by the standards of South Dakota, it was still deeply conservative.
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It might not be legal to fire her for being bisexual, but there were dozens of other ways she could be eased out the door of North Star Realty. And what would happen to her and Nate then? Sure, they could move. But why risk it when her son was only months away from leaving for college? She pulled her personal computer out of the carrying case and set it on the bed.
In a few minutes she had turned it on and had pulled up an adult movie she had downloaded several months ago. It was the work of moments to fast-forward to her favorite part. I don't wantto be a lesbian! Stop it! The wording was very clear. But then, no one pays attention to the fine print anymore. They came, pulling the blond woman with them.
One elegant fingernail stroked her throat. The tip pricked into the skin under her chin, forcing her to raise her head. After you've Changed, you'll never want to have sex with men again. I'll give the money back! I don't need it that bad!
I'll find another job! With gleeful laughter, the two women dragged her towards an object that looked like a bastardized telephone booth from the s. Thick electrical cables snaked away in every direction. Opening the clear plastic door, they threw Heather inside, then closed and locked the Machine before she could force the door open. Summers smiled, the expression dark and amused, as Heather beat vainly on the walls with her fists.
A deep hum sounded throughout the room. Around the sides of the structure, colored lights began to flash on and off in random patterns. Inside the Machine, Heather looked around in fright. The perspective changed. Suddenly the point of view shifted to Heather. A soft, hypnotic voice began to sound within the confines of the Machine. You want women.go
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Only women. You don't want men. Men are ugly. Women are beautiful. Soft, loving, caring, and nurturing. A kaleidoscopic array showed. Bare rear ends, pale white or tanned or dark as chocolate, but all perfectly formed, wanting only a loving, stroking touch. An amazing array of breasts, from flat little fried-egg boobs to massive DDs. From small aereolae to huge, jutting nipples. Image after image of women's labia, either teasingly closed or widespread and glistening with female nectar. The perspective shifted again. With a hiss, the door of the Machine opened.
Heather staggered out, barely keeping herself from falling as she stumbled forward. Then, slowly, she straightened. Gone was the terrified girl who had entered the Machine. In her place was a confident young woman. Her back was straight, her pose almost arrogant. A discerning observer would notice that the crotch of her panties was damp, the transparent material framing the outlines of her nether lips. Her halter top was all but torn away, her large breasts exposed.
They were red, the nipples standing high and erect, as if Heather had been fondling herself while in the Machine. Summers was a little shocked by the young woman's transformation. The woman smiled. Her eyes were darkly predatory. Leaping, she bore the older woman back on the examination table. The two assistants shrieked and ran out the door. With superhuman strength, Heather ripped open the lab coat, revealing two large breasts. Two more rips, and Dr. Summers was naked from head to toe, her narrow waist and full hips blatantly exposed.
Mewling with her need, Heather opened her mouth wide, suckling on a turgid nipple. As the doctor writhed under her, emitting feeble protests, she switched to the other breast.
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All the while, her hand slipped up her thigh until her fingers had plunged into her vagina. She thrust them in and out of the older woman, until her fingers were wet and dripping.
She slid down her body until her face was near Dr. Summers' crotch. Her hands grabbed her under her knees, spreading her legs high and wide. Summers begged, but her motions belied her words. Her hips rocked upward, slowly rolling her sweet mound towards Heather's face. Stop it. Heather paused and a semblance of sanity returned to her eyes.
Maybe for you it's all about control, and that's what makes your pussy all hot and wet and drippy. Then you will truly realize how wonderful being a lesbian is. Summer's cleft, her tongue licking and probing at her opening. In moments, the doctor had her hands fisted in her blond hair, and her hips were jerking involuntarily into her face.
She tried to keep the joyful sounds of her own climax quiet. She didn't think that Nate would ever mention it, if he heard her, but some things were better off unknown. She closed her eyes as the last waves of her orgasm rippled through her body, suffusing her with pleasure. Thank God for the internet.