She was brought back to the moment by a sharp pain as Mr Johnson bit down hard on her nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth. He slapped her thigh and told her to stand up, “I may as well see the whole package.” he laughed as she got to her feet She stood without embarrassment in front of him, posing and twirling for blonde him to see every last inch of her body. “Oh yes, Charlie will love her.” cumshot he chuckled , “show us a few dance moves darling.” Being naked in front of him was no longer cause for embarrassment, dancing naked for him was, she did her best though and he seemed satisfied with her efforts. The idea of dancing naked for the horrible landlord would have been preposterous even a few blowjob days ago but now she was shaking her booty for him as if it was natural. “Yes take my advice son, take her down to Charlie and get her working there, I take it she's going to get worse?” he looked at her boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. “Worse?” he said confused. “Yes, you said she's half way through the trial so I guess the drug will destroy her brain completely by the end?” “Oh yes,but her tits will be huge.” her boyfriend laughed callously. “Well get her stripping soon then while she can still dance.” Mr Johnson smiled and with a final squeeze of her breasts he left without ever mentioning why he'd come in the first place. The next few day dragged by, she went to work each day but had no real interest in it, she spent most of the time looking up porn on the computer which was strictly forbidden but nobody had noticed yet. She wouldn't of gone in at all but her boyfriend made her saying something about wanting the money. She knew her boss was close to firing her and she wondered if it might be a good idea to start offering him a blow job every day now. Finally the day of the trial came up and Tracey presented herself babe at the centre on time and eager to start the procedure. All the girls were now expected to sit in the waiting room naked, rather than undress in Mr Chambers office they had to do it outside in the waiting room. The slaves were already naked of course so it was just Tracey and the other free girl, a pretty girl called Emily, that had to undress and hand their clothes to the receptionist for storage. Tracey could see that all the girls now had much larger breasts than when they'd started the trial and all sat with the same vacant look on their faces that Tracey often had. So far at least it looked like the drug was a roaring success. This time when they were ushered into Mr Chambers office he told them that two people would be observing them in the lab, his seniors. “I have told them a little white interracial lie unfortunately”, he smiled, “I told them that the group consisted of all slaves, which it practically does, but for today I'm going to have to put slave collars on the two free girls here and issue you with slave numbers just in case they scan you.” Now even in the fog of her current mental state Tracey knew that this wasn't good. And from her worried look neither did Emily. “Don't worry.” he said raising his hands to placate them, “ I'll take the collars off again once they have gone, I can't do anything about the slave numbers unfortunately but if your not collared nobody will have anything to scan so nothing to worry about.” he smiled. This was an especially major concern of mine when I finally reached high school and joined the soccer team. When you walk into the room again you see her siting on the couch with her beautiful feet freed of the flip flops, you can't stop yourself from looking at them for a quick sec "god those soles look so good, i would just love to have them around my cock" You think to yourself, but the quick 1 sec look now turned into starting at her feet for a full 3 seconds, she interracial notices and says "What your looking at?" A closet, inside a closet for just shoes, What the hell? You’re hard right now? her own night-gown or bathed her. “How long did you wait until you…” She used Brie’s towel to cover herself from his gaze, but Brie snatched babe blowjob it away from her. cumshot “okay” she said grabbing my pants and undoing them. Boy was that water cold, my nipples were blonde throbbing and as hard as they’ve ever been. She was wearing a garter belt over white satin panties and sheer white hosiery held up by the garter with a matching lace bra when the bridesmaids sat her in front of a vanity and began to prepare her hair.