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Subject: {ASSM} RP: My Big Mistake   MF, FF, NC, Extreme breast, nipple and clit gowth, slut
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HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I'm looking for the rest of this story!  If anyone
has the additional sections, or knows the author, please let me know!

   Thanks!!!!!!

   Ted E.  Bear

   My Big Mistake

   by Jim



   ****************************************************** WARNING: This
story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following story is
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit
sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT
read any further.  If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.

   Although I am not the author, merely a reposter, this is a copyrighted
work of the author.  Reposting or any other use of it is strictly
prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder,
except that it may be posted as part of a review or posted to a
free-access, noncommercial archive site.

   DO NOT EMAIL ME WITH EITHER YOUR PRAISES OR YOUR COMPLAINTS AS I DID NOT
WRITE THIS STORY.  If I had the authors email address, it is included in
the story.  If not, I don't know how to contact the author either.

   DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictitious.  Any resemblance to anyone
either alive or dead is purely coincidental. 
******************************************************

   Chapter One - The Beginning

   Like most things it all started very easily.  I liked playing cards and
I thought then I was unbeatable.  How wrong I was.  I had been playing for
about eight hours, many people coming and going from the table through the
night.  The last hand was the killer, I had three Queens and two Tens and
was ahead on the night by about $30,000.  I bet what I had and continued on
credit up to 150,000.  When I lay my cards on the table, confidently.  I
could have died when the man opposite me put down four Kings and an Ace.

   How was I to pay?  What did I have to clear my debt?  I could sell my
house, my car, my wife's car and everything else I owned disappearing.  I
looked around and realised that in the hours we had been playing the crowd
had drifted away until only the man and his friends were left besides me.

   'Well, John, I have had enough for tonight what say we pay up and call
it a night' said the winner.

   'I don't have the cash with me' I said lamely, trying to think fast of
how I might get out of this.

   'What, you bet and can't meet your debts?  I'm sure you must have
something of value' he said.

   'Look, I can raise the cash.  I'll have to sell my house, car and some
other things but you will get your money,' I said, more in hope than
anything else.  I could see that things were beginning to look ugly around
me, his people were all looking at me with pity in their eyes.  I was
puzzled by this as I was expecting hostility, not pity.

   'If you can't pay I will choose what I want from you, John.' said the
winner.

   'Let me introduce myself, Jake Diamond at your service.'

   Now I felt really scared.  There were many stories doing the rounds
about Jake Diamond, all of them bad.  He was alleged into running drugs,
prostitutes and protection in the area and there were many stories of his
enemies simply disappearing.

   'I will take your wife for six months, after which she will be returned,
and if she wants, you can then pick up your lives where they were
interrupted.' said Jake.

   'What?  Why do you want my wife?  She could not be of interest to you!
She is forty five like me and the mother of two grown children.  What could
she possibly have that would interest you?' I asked.

   'I have recently bought a cosmetics company that promises that they can
transform anyone in six months, from any age to looking as good as a twenty
year old, with no side effects or problems.  All they need is a volunteer.'

   'No way, you're not using my wife!' I shouted, moving in towards Jake.

   I was grabbed from behind and held firmly.  'Let's go and ask her in
person and see what she wants.' said Jake.  One of his men grabbed my
wallet from my pocket and retrieved my drivers license to get my home
address.  I was bundled out of the darkened club and forced into a large
car.  I was really frightened now and was begging that my wife of twenty
five years be left out of this.  I might as well have been talking to
myself for the notice that was being taken of me.

   After about 20 minutes we pulled up outside my house and I was bundled
up the drive and one of Jake's men opened the front door using my keys. 
The men then moved around the house as if they had done this many times
before.  I heard my wife upstairs being woken up and after a few stern
words she was dragged down the stairs and into the kitchen were we were all
congregated.

   'John, what is going on' she cried on seeing me.

   Before I could respond I was hit very hard in the stomach and was pushed
onto one of the breakfast stools.

   'Mrs Jones, your husband lost very heavily at cards tonight and I would
like to make it possible for him to pay his debt without any nastiness'
said Jake.  'All I ask is that you give me six months of your time at a
beauty spa in exchange for your husband's kneecaps.'

   My wife went white at this statement and then promptly fainted.

   She was gently placed on a stool and one of the men held her while one
of the others got a cold cloth and wiped her forehead.  After a few moments
she came around and looking like a frightened rabbit asked 'What do you
mean, you want me to spend six months at a beauty spa, why?'

   'Well the spa is experimental and is using a new technique to reverse
the processes of aging in women.  You would go away a middle aged woman and
return a twenty year old in looks.' said Jake.  'There are some slight
risks involved as the treatment is still experimental, but nowhere near the
risks of complications your husband faces with having both kneecaps shot at
close range with a shotgun.'

   'I'll tell you what, you have two minutes with your husband in the room
next door to make up your minds on what you want to do.'

   We were bundled into the hallway, with one of his men at each end, to
talk.  After a bit of argument each way, Helen said 'Look I love you and
would never forgive myself if you became a cripple because of me.'

   'It would not be because of you, I lost at cards and got carried away
with my bets, there are some risks with this treatment they want you to
take.'

   'Whatever...  I love you and I'm going to accept the treatment.'

   After we went back into the kitchen, Helen said 'I accept.'

   That was the last I saw of her for the next six months.  Once a month I
received a hand delivered note merely saying she was OK and that I was not
to worry.  I made up a story for our children that she had gone away to
think about us and her life.  Included in her letters to me were short
notes for the children saying that she needed time to think and decide
where she wanted to go for the remainder of her life.



   Chapter Two - Six months later

   I received a note, again delivered by hand, to be at the airport in two
days time, Wednesday at 6:15 pm to meet flight BX123Y that would be
arriving at that time.  My wife would be on it.

   I brought flowers and waited by the arrivals gate watching people
arriving from her flight.  After what I thought might have been the last
passenger walked past, I looked around not seeing my wife.  Then down the
passageway came a vaguely familiar young woman with a huge pair of breasts.
I looked harder and realised that the young woman walking very slowly
towards me, with a spaced-out look on her face was like a much younger
version of my wife.

   It then dawned on me that it was her and that the treatment had
obviously been successful.  She looked no older than about twenty five!  I
felt a slight worry, as she was walking as if she was walking on eggs and
trying not to break any.  I quickly strode over to her and wrapped her in
my arms.  She immediately grabbed me hard and moaned.

   'What have they done to you' I asked as I held her at arms length gaping
at her new look.

   She looked more like a twenty something than a forty six year old wife,
with a very slim figure except for what must have been DD cup breasts.  Her
nipples were poking out obviously through the blouse and bra she had on.

   'Please John, just help me to the car and I will tell you about it once
we are there.'

   I gave her another hug feeling her large breasts pushing against my
chest.  She again held me tight and moaned deeply.  This had me worried
'Are you in pain' I asked while still holding her tight.

   'Oh John' she purred, starting to rub herself against me.  Call me slow,
but it was only then that I realised she was moaning with pleasure, not
pain, and that I had a raging hard-on from her look and smell.  That's
right, smell she smelt stunning is all I can do to describe it even now,
two years later.  It affects everyone who gets too close to her, men and
women, you just get instantly turned on.

   I quickly moved back and noticed her nipples now seemed to be trying to
bore a way out through her bra and blouse.  With her having no luggage we
went straight out to the car, I helped her in and then went around and got
into the driver's seat.

   'John, I will tell you what was done to me now, before we go home, so
you can decide if you still want me.'

   'How can you say that?  You did all this to save me.'

   She then began to tell me her story.

   She was taken out of the house to the car that had brought me home. 
Once she was inside someone stuck a needle into her.  The next thing she
remembers is waking up in a bed in what looked like a hotel room.

   Once she had gotten up, bathed and dressed in the clothes she found in
the cupboards, she left the room and found herself in a short corridor
leading to a closed door.  The door was locked when she tried it, but
shortly after trying the handle it was unlocked and a young woman entered,
accompanied by a guard.

   'Well, how are we today' said the young women in a typical nurse manner.
'Fully rested after our long trip, not feeling any nausea or other aches
and pains?'

   'No, I feel fine.  Where am I?' asked Helen.

   The nurse, as my wife assumed she was, continued with her conversation
as if my wife hadn't spoken.  'That's good.  You will be confined to this
room and an exercise area for the next two weeks until after stage one has
been completed.'

   'What stage one?' asked Helen.

   'Just lay down on the bed for me while I check your pulse and blood
pressure, please.'

   Helen laid down while the nurse checked her over.  'You will have your
meals delivered here and we will provide any entertainment that you
request, within reason.'

   The nurse was then passed a syringe by the guard which she injected into
Helen's left buttock.  'See you tomorrow.' said the nurse.

   This continued for the next three days.  Helen watched TV, read books
and generally had a good time resting.  On the morning of the fourth day
she noticed that all her grey hairs had fallen out during the night from
all over her body.  Also her skin felt a lot firmer.

   Over the next week her body changed quite rapidly, becoming an idealised
version of her younger self.  All the blemishes and faults from her youth,
though, were missing.  She estimated that she now had a better figure than
when she was twenty, about 5ft 4in, 34-20-34.

   During the remainder of the two weeks her body just improved, becoming
more firm and supple.  She had never felt better, even when she was twenty.



   Chapter Three - Breasts

   At the end of the two weeks she was visited again by the nurse and
received injections for the next three mornings.  At the same time all the
programs on the TV and the books and magazines changed.  They all now
contained material to do with sex, sex between couples, sex in groups, sex
with animals, in fact sex in any form.

   Over the following week Helen noticed that the staff that brought her
meals started to try and touch her or fondle her every time they came in.
During one of the nurse's visits she noticed the nurse's nipples were
obviously quite erect and the nurse also started to rub Helen.  The nurse
realised what she was doing and quickly ran out of the room, returning a
few minutes later with a face mask on, to continue the check up.  Helen
asked her what was going on and was told that phase two was progressing
well.

   It was about the same time that Helen noticed that her A cup bras were
becoming rather tight.  Also her nipples seemed to be very tender and
sensitive.  Every morning now the nurse came in wearing her face mask (as
did all the staff now) and inspected Helen's breasts and nipples.  It was
on the sixth day since the injections that Helen woke up feeling very
aroused and noticed her nipples had swollen to be nearly one inch long and
half an inch in diameter.  She touched them to see if they were really her
and was shocked by the exquisite sensation that immediately sparked from
her nipples, throughout her breasts and down to her vagina and clit.  The
feeling was so good that just using one finger to lightly rub along the
length of her nipples almost caused her to cum.

   As soon as the nurse arrived Helen asked ''What is happening to me?  My
nipples are so big and sensitive.'

   The nurse replied, 'This is just phase two progressing.  Once this is
over you will have DD breasts, maybe even an E, with nipples as sensitive
as most women's aroused clits.  Your breasts will also be superbly
sensitive to sexual stimulation.  The last woman we had in here could cum
just by having someone blow gently over her breasts and nipples.  It was
great watching her outside topless in a breeze!'

   'You will find over the next two or three days that anything touching
your aureole or nipples will make you feel aroused and if there is any
movement or other stimulation you will cum.  You will have about two weeks
to get used to this before phase three begins.'

   'Do you mean I will be like this from now on?' screamed Helen.

   'Oh no, they will get slightly more sensitive over the next month or so
before they stabilize.  Then that will be how it will be for the rest of
your life.  I see your breasts are nearly complete.  Please take your top
and bra off so that I can inspect your development.'

   Helen stripped off her top and bra and went to lay down.  'No, please
stand and put your arms down by your sides.' said the nurse.

   'Wow, you sure are developing well - not an inch of droop!  They must be
a D cup now.  Here, let's just try an experiment.'

   On saying this, the nurse quickly started to fondle Helen's breasts.

   'Ohh...  Ohh' cried Helen, nearly collapsing due to the wonderful
sensations.  She began panting as the nurse continued to fondle her
breasts.

   'Yes, you sure are coming on fine.  Let's see what happens if I suck on
your nipples.'

   Helen looked on in despair as the nurse bent her head down and took
Helen's left nipple into her mouth and started to suck.

   'Oh my god, I'm cumming' screamed Helen as she grabbed the nurse for
support.

   The nurse spent the next few minutes sucking and playing with Helen's
nipples causing her to have almost continuous orgasms as she clung to the
nurse for dear life.

   'OK, that's enough.  God, your nipples are the biggest I've seen here.'
said the nurse as she moved away from Helen.

   'They must be nearly an inch and a half long!  Just one more test.'

   The nurse then reached forward and using just one finger on each hand
rubbed once around the base of each nipple, along it's length and back to
the base.  This caused Helen to drop to the floor, cuming better than she
had ever done before in her life.  Once she reached the floor she grabbed
her breasts and nipples to make the pleasure continue.

   'Don't wear them out or pull them off, I will come back in ten days time
to check up on you and begin phase three.' called the nurse as she left.

   Over the next ten days, Helen recalls only snatches of what happened as
she played with her breasts and nipples.  When the staff brought her meals
they seemed to take great pleasure in stroking her nipples once they had
delivered her food or before they left having cleaned the room.  Helen
could not bear to have anything touch her breasts or nipples as it just
caused her arousal to rise uncontrollably.  She spent most of her time
masturbating her breasts until exhaustion drove her to sleep.

   By the end of the period she was just learning how to have some control
over her behaviour.  Her breasts were soft to touch, but had absolutely no
droop and nipples that were always at least three quarters of an inch long,
except when she was aroused, when they extended to about an inch and a
half.

   Helen's breasts look amazing, they are longer than they are wide, about
half as much again.  Much as most other women's breasts look when they are
hanging down while they are on their knees.  Helen's are like this all the
time sticking straight out from her chest with her big red nipples sticking
out like nose cones.



   Chapter 4 - Clit & Cunt

   Helen had been under their control for about six weeks now and was
beginning to get used to her continuous high level of arousal, caused by
any touching or rubbing of her breasts or nipples.

   At the start of the seventh week the nurse came in and said 'Good
morning, I hope we are feeling well today, please remove your skirt and
panties and lay down on the bed.'

   As usual when the nurse wanted Helen to do something she was accompanied
by one of the large guards.  Helen stripped off her skirt and panties and
laid down on the bed, as it would have been pointless to argue.

   'Right, lift your knees up and drag your feet up by your buttocks,
that's it, knees wide apart.'

   With Helen in this position the nurse began to inspect her cunt and
probe around to get her clit to erect.

   'Hmm, small clit, but nicely formed, well we will soon sort this out. 
Cunt, not very tight, or deep but I'm sure we can sort that as well.'
muttered the nurse.  Helen started to worry as she listened to the nurse's
mutterings as everything that had happened so far had not harmed her
particularly, but had certainly changed her body.

   'Please sit still, this injection may sting a bit' said the nurse as she
reached behind herself and took up the syringe that the guard was offering
to her.  She then reached down to a point just above Helen's clitoral hood
and injected the small amount of fluid into the area at the root of Helen's
clitoris.

   'That should have some interesting effects over the next few days.' said
the nurse.  She then reached around and took up another syringe, 'Please
roll over so I can inject this and the other syringe into your behind.'

   Helen felt the nurse inject her with two more injections and was then
allowed to relax back over onto her back.

   'Well, Helen, this next phase will see some more dramatic changes, the
genetic material I have just introduced into your body will have some quite
major effects on your body.  The first one will cause your clit to become
very elastic.  It will become like a thermometer of your level of arousal
until you learn to control it and also it will become very sensitive to
pleasure, just like your breasts and nipples.  One woman we modified could
control her clit from 1 inch long to a huge 14 inches and from about a 1/4
of an inch thick up to about 3 inches.  This level of control, though,
takes months so just let it do what it wants to start with.'

   'The second injection I gave you is to slow down the aging process of
your skin by making it very silky soft and elastic, while at the same time
making your body almost indestructible and elastic.  In fact, in about two
weeks time I could probably take a knife and stab you in the arm and as I
withdrew the knife your body would repair itself so fast, that to the eye
it would look as if your skin was simply resealing itself around the
blade.'

   'The last injection will affect your muscles, it was in fact a cocktail
of genetic material and will make all your muscles about 3 to 4 hundred
percent more efficient, so compared to the rest of us you will be able to
perform until well after we would have given up due to fatigue.  There will
also be some changes to specific muscle groups in and around your vagina
and also your tongue.  These are likely to be the changes you notice
first.'

   Having listened to this, Helen was really worried.  Here she was with a
superb body shape, except for the oversized breasts, and her body was to be
further modified!  Why?  'Please, why are you doing this to me?  What is it
all for?  This must be costing a fortune for these facilities and all these
treatments.'

   'The reason is that we have tried all these and a few more modifications
on individual girls and women but you will be the first to have your whole
body and mind conditioned as a new woman.  You will be able to pleasure any
other man, woman, or even animal to a level they would not be able to
imagine.  We wish to study how all this power, coupled to the pleasure you
will also receive from the person you are giving the pleasure to, will
affect your ability to live and perform within society.  We expect that
there will be major changes to how you will have to interact with everyone
you meet.  You have probably realised that your body is having an effect on
everyone who comes into contact with you, even if they have a mask on to
prevent them being affected by the enormous levels of pheromones you give
off when you are aroused.'

   The nurse continued to explain 'Eventually we hope you will be able to
control all of your body so that you can walk about in public, but you will
have to keep a tight reign on your arousal level', she giggled, 'or you may
end up with people around you spontaneously having orgies.'

   Helen was really worried now, as it was difficult enough as it was to
not play with her breasts and nipples.

   Things remained fairly uneventful for the next few days with Helen
concentrating on not playing with her breasts.  She also started to receive
lessons from a female psychiatrist on how to divert her thoughts away from
her pleasure points unless she wanted to deliberately allow her arousal
level to rise.  The psychiatrist taught her a number of mental exercises
that she practices all day, even now, unless she wishes to have sex.

   The first sign that anything was happening occurred when one of the
domestic staff asked Helen whether she wanted tea or coffee with her
breakfast and Helen replied, 'Covfee pleesh.' She tried again.  'Covfee
pleesh', she again said as she realised her tongue seemed all wrong. 
Running quickly to the bathroom she poked out her tongue to see what was
wrong and was astounded when it came out of her mouth at least five inches.
'Oh, my god what hab dhey done.' she exclaimed.  She next tried to move her
tongue back into her mouth which worked fine.  She next spent a short while
poking her tongue in and out and found that once she got used to it there
were no problems.

   Going back into the main room she saw the nurse had come in, 'I hear
that the muscular changes have started to happen.  Please poke out your
tongue as far as it will come.'

   'My, it is coming on nicely, it will probably be fully formed by
tomorrow at I should guess about eight inches, nice', said the nurse.

   'Whatb am I to do ffor speekin ass I can't talk propberlee', said Helen.

   'Don't worry, all the others learnt how to talk again in a few hours of
practice and had their normal speech back a few days after the changes had
finished', said the nurse.

   'What we need to do is start your muscle exercises from today', she
continued, 'When you have finished breakfast the guards will bring in a
chair device for you to sit in.  You are to sit in this chair all the time
you are in your room and not doing anything else.  You will exercise in the
chair for an hour and then we will take you to the gym so that you can
begin to understand how much stronger and how much more endurance your body
is now gaining.'

   The nurse left and let Helen eat her breakfast, which she managed with
some difficulty due to her enlarged tongue.  She wondered where it all went
and looked into the mirror to see if she could see.  Her tongue seemed to
go back into her throat somewhere out of sight.

   After she came back out of the bathroom, there was the nurse again,
standing beside a throne like chair, 'Take off your shorts and panties and
come over here.  Get onto the seat, placing this small rod into your
vagina', said the nurse.

   Helen removed the clothes and climbed onto the chair, inserting the
small rod which felt like some sort of plastic.  The rod was about 4 inches
long and about 1/2 an inch in diameter.  Helen having sat down with the rod
inside of her watched as the nurse folded some wing like sections over
Helen's lap, hiding her body from the waist down from sight.

   'While you wait for the seat to start, you may wish to take off your
blouse and bra, as you're about to have some fun', the nurse said with a
slight smile on her face.  'In fact, you probably want to get yourself
ready for some extreme pleasure!  I've seen women faint from the pleasure
this chair produces on it's first time.'

   Helen looked at the nurse and decided she better do as she was told and
started to remove her clothing.  All of a sudden she felt the small rod
move inside of her cunt.  It felt as if it was growing longer and going
deeper inside her.  It also began to feel tighter as if it was swelling
wider as well.  This continued until Helen felt as if she couldn't take any
more, she felt as if her cunt was stuffed to the point where any more would
have been painful.  After a few seconds to get used to this the rod started
to vibrate.  This almost causing an instant explosive orgasm, as Helen
became aware of just how much more sensitive her cunt had become.

   'Oh god!  Please help!  Oh!  Oh!  I'm coming!  I'm coming!  Agheeeeee!
Oh!  Oh!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' she cried as the pleasure built up higher and
higher.  The pleasure just built higher and higher without actually giving
her that final release.  'Please let me come!  it's too much!  Ohhhhhhh! 
Help!  Please!  Oh!  Aaghhhhh!  God why!  Its, Oh!  Soooooo goood!  Please
let me come!  Pleeeeaaase!  Oh god what's that?  Something touched my clit!
Oh please touch it properly!  Oh!  Oh Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!' screamed Helen as
she finally came so hard that she passed out.

   Some time later she came round and realised she was still in the chair,
'Oh god!  it's still happening!  Oh the rod!  It's getting bigger again! 
Oh!  It's so tight!  Oh I'm going to come again!  Oh please!  My clit
what's happening to it?  I can feel something rubbing it's tip!  Oh that's
nice.  I can squeeze my.  Ohhh!  my muscles and...  Oh that's too much!  My
muscles and my clit throb!  Oh that's ...  Oh!  Oh!  I'm
cominggggggggggggggg!' and again she passed out.

   When Helen came to, she was laying on her bed.

   'Wow, that was amazing!  I've never felt anything like that.  God I need
that again!  Look at my nipples, they feel like they are still throbbing. I
have never felt more alive!  My cunt and clit feel so good!' Saying this,
Helen reached down to rub herself.

   'Eeek!  What's that?' she said sitting up and looking down.  Sticking
out from where her clit should be was a long appendage about 4 inches long
and about 3/4 of an inch thick.  'What have you done to me?'

   'Try squeezing your muscles again.'the nurse said.

   Helen tried and gasped, 'Aghhh!' she screamed as the pleasure again
throbbed through her clit as she collapsed back onto the bed.  She thought
she had seen her clit swell alarmingly as she collapsed back.

   Regaining her composure, she lifted herself back up and again looked
down between her tits at her clit, 'Please hold me while I do that again.'
she asked the nurse.

   Once the nurse was holding her she squeezed her muscles again and she
saw her clit swell to about 7 inches long and out to 1 1/4 inches thick, as
well as feeling the extreme pleasure that shot through her body.  As she
thrashed around in pleasure, she grabbed the nurse's face mask and pulled
it off.

   'Oh, god no', screamed the nurse as she breathed in a heady cocktail of
Helen's pheromones.

   Helen watched in amazement as the nurse's nipples popped up as if
someone had switched an electric switch on.  After only a few seconds there
was an obvious wet patch on the nurses shorts between her legs.  'Please
Helen, make love to me!  Fuck me with your tongue!  Fuck me with your clit!
Do anything to me!  Just please fuck me!  Lick me!'

   Helen watched, amazed at the sudden change from cool, calm nurse to
gibbering, begging nymphomaniac.

   'Ok, let me help you strip off.  Then we can have some fun.' Helen said,
making up her mind to see where this might lead.  'What shall I call you?
What's your name?' asked Helen.

   'I'm Julie.  Please, please fuck me!  I need you!  Oh god, I've never
felt like this!  I love you!  Just please, please fuck meeeeeeeee!' Julie
screamed, as Helen rubbed her hand over Julie's nipple as she was stripped.

   'Please just put something in me', screamed Julie as she was losing
control.

   Seeing that Julie couldn't wait any longer, Helen decided to try
something.  Maneuvering Julie onto her back, Helen got between her legs and
positioned her clit at the entrance to Julie's cunt.  'Oh', moaned Helen as
she felt the exquisite pleasure this contact brought.

   Pushing gently she felt her clit slide into Julie's cunt, 'Oh, that
feels great', shrieked Helen at the same time as Julie started gibbering
again, mouthing sounds and words that made no sense.

   Squeezing her muscles, Helen could feel her clit growing and growing,
the pleasure just building more and more.  'Oh god Julie, if this is half
as good for you as it is for me ...  Oh, Oh, I'm building up to cum again,
hold on tight!  Something is happening to my clit!  Oh god!  Oh!  Oh! 
Aaghhhhhhhhhhh!' screamed Helen, as Julie grabbed and started sucking on
Helen's huge left nipple.

   Helen didn't lose consciousness this time but did lose control.  She
started thrusting her hips back and forth.  Thrusting her clit into Julie
and at the same time squeezing her muscles.  She could feel her clit going
deeper and deeper into Julie.  Her clit was also getting thicker and
beginning to conform to the internal contours of Julie's body.

   When she regained some semblance of control she realised that Julie was
totally out of control.  She had her arms and legs gripping tightly round
Helen and was whimpering, 'Oh Helen!  Don't stop!  Don't stop!' over and
over again.  Her whole body was vibrating as what appeared to be every
muscle in her body spasmed in time with her pleasure.

   Helen, not totally in control herself and simply continued to explore
the pleasure she was receiving while driving her hips back and forth
between Julie's legs, while continuing to squeeze her muscles that
controlled her wonderful clit.  The level of pleasure just continued to
climb and climb until eventually Helen had her last orgasm and passed out.

   Waking up some time later Helen looked over to the clock and realised
that 4 hours had passed since she had first laid down on the bed after
being removed from the throne seat.  Julie was cuddled up into her side and
Helen could just make out her mumbling over and over.  'Oh Helen please! 
Oh Helen, please love me!  Say that you will pleasure me again!  Helen
please, please.'

   She was still totally out of it, but it was also obvious she was totally
used up.  Helen got up and retrieved Julie's face mask and refitted it to
her face.  Having done this, Helen left the bedroom and went into the main
room to think.

   To be continued.  s

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