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Old Grey City - Page 60 - Ask about your old heart throb - By Lamnia - Overview

                “Before I answer that, can you tell me about her, the girl who just went into that room there.” You say pointing.


                “Oh, she joined us the last month, she had the full conversion and would love to have you if you want instead.  But mind me I had my heart set on having you for myself.”  She looks at you longingly…


                “But I can see you would like to talk with her.  Too bad your mine on second thought.”  With that she grabs your hands by the wrists, steps forward pressing her form to yours, and behind your back you hear “ZIP!” as your hands are zip tied.  She then shoves a rubber ball in your mouth and spins you around knocking you to the ground, feet flail in the air as she grabs them.  You hit the ground with your belly.


                The other girls laugh and claps loudly.  “You go girl!”


                “Yeah, I am tired of the red one getting all the guys here.  This one is up my butt before she even knows he was here.”  With that she laughs as she drags your squirming form into a room.  You can see the other girls laughing at her and your pitiful squirms.


Into this side room you go.  You quickly glance around wildly in the room as the door shuts behind you as you slide on your belly in reverse.  Terror in your eyes.  You see cameras in each corner, looks like they are recording.  As the door’s final clank hits the music beyond goes dead.  In side there is a soft tranquil music, different from the rest of the facility.


                Unable to move your notice she has grabbed a large cutting utensil, and immediately removes your cloths.  Steps back a bit having tied your feet together and hits a button on the wall.


                It starts showing water all over.  She hits the button again and sprays you with some form of chemical.  “Such a dirty boy!”  And hits the button again.  Suds form and rinse off.


                Still wet you feel the pads of your feet being gripped and massaged, it tickles!  “Ah the nieve ones are always a good squeeze.  Bet you have no idea what We do here!”  She sits on the palms of your foot pads, her thighs just wrap around them, pushing them deeper into something…


                You crank you head around to see your feet ease into her rear!  You can see there is a table next to her, where she has places a rather cruel looking knife/scissors.  On hand braces the back of your calf, the other holds a magazine as she is calmly reading it.  “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a show your won’t forget.  Just want to get a little better bite on you.”  She says this without looking at you.  Her other hand returns to help turn the magazine page.


                Her ample thighs begin to press down on your legs, just by body weight along. Then she scissors out her legs, opening up buttocks and removing any body support from her legs.  She softly moans, puts the magazine down.  A minute or two pass as you feel inner flesh spread outward.  Her arms reach down and spread her checks to their limit.  You feet pass heels first through the sphincter, right into the colon ring.


                You feel something moist drip down and coat your legs then thighs, it tingles.  Your head cracks again back to view, which is getting tiring!  Panting heavily and trying to scream through the ball your beginning to panic!


 

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