| True Bait Bus Story
I looked at my first subject. She was quite a thing to see, her skin was lightly tanned and her hair was strait and went half way down her back. I positioned her on her back to better my view. She was 5'5" and had 34B's, more conical than I liked. She was slender, and her skirt was thoroughly moistened from her own juices. Her legs were somewhat shorter than I would have liked. I facials went to a cabinet where I had kept some reagents that I had yet to try out.
I removed her clothing and she lay naked on lover boy the floor before me. I smiled once more, I loved it! I sent a command to her pituitary Bait Bus gland, within the next month she would grow another three inches. Just her legs would grow of course. I also lowered her release of testosterone, she would now only need to shave once a month (I may have power, but I'm not a god).
While I knew her breasts looked great on her now, in a month they would look drunk small titties small in comparison to her height. So, I decided to enlarge Black sex her breasts a bit along the process. I took one of the reagents, ground it up and rubbed a small bit into each of her breasts; hopefully that would only enlarge them by a cup size or so. They would need to be massaged once daily to make sure the herb had rubbed in until growth was complete. It would take a few days for the growth to complete, but patience is a virtue. inthevip parties
Where to go now? She would at least be unconscious for another few minutes.
I reopened the channel from her mind to mine. It was less chaotic the second time; of course Bait Bus now she was unconscious.
I retrieved some smelling salts from a shelf to revive her. She awoke and slowly thoughts began running through her mind once more. 'Good, she's thinking for herself still. I don't want to be creating any zombies.' I kept her mind open to me.
'What a headache' she thought as she sat up 'Oh my god! I'm naked, and sweaty and wet! Where am I?' Then she saw me and panicked again.
"What am I doing here? You bastard why I am I here?"
"You walked here, and you are here because I want you to be." I replied. "Well, I don't want to be here!" she yelled, she saw her clothes and was about to grab them.
'But, you want what I want.' I thought.
"I want... What you want." She said calmly.
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