"Right now, give it a try, I will do the stitches again if they tear." But there were no takers, and she lapsed into a anal fitful sleep. She woke next morning, and immediately fainted. Stephens had cut her left breast open and was fitting a none too clean silicon implant, one of a pair bought for fuckpig before they realised her tits already brushed the ground. Soon Stephens had enlarged both of the Woman's Breasts to DD or beyond and the skin now stretched painfully over them the stitches threatening to pull out. She woke and then fainted several times before she finally managed to ask Stephens what blowjob he was doing. "Officers Orders", he lied, the boys liked big tits and being liked was the only way she would stay alive for a while. Stephens looked at her naked and ravaged body, her breasts a mass of bruises, the stitches ugly and raw, and her cunt, somehow especially obscene with the neat Brunette pattern of the stitching etched out in dried blood. The woman was saved by an unlikely event, a gang of Movement for Democratic Reform (MDR) had attacked a ZANU PF Land Rover when it broke down, the War veterans had fought back and captured their attackers and Stephens was asked to work his magic. The four men were brought in, proud full of fight, sure of the justice of their cause, all young, eighteen perhaps. The Officer spoke softly "Mr Stephens, I wish these "Men" to return to their families as a dire warning. Stephens smiled "I shall try, have you any guidance sir?" The Officer shook his head, Stephens spoke thoughtfully, "I shall experiment in that case," The woman laid on one of the Pub Tables Stephens needed for surgery, her freshly enlarged Tits still painful but her remodelled cunt now less so but unattractive with the scars still so prominent. Stephens untied her bonds and she tried to sit up, the weight of her new DD or was it larger Breasts unbalanced her. Stephens carried her to a corner. They brought three benches from outside then the four were tied down naked. "Chop their Pricks off" suggested a War Veteran, The Officer smiled. Stephens took out his rusting surgical instruments and with an oily and blunt Stanley knife he started cutting, he remembered a story about gender reassignment where someone had made a cunt from a mans penis skin and slimmed down the Penis for a Clit, he soon had the entire skin of the Penis separated from the body and he delicately manipulated amateur it within the War Veterans Pelvic area, then a quick cut and the whole assemblage was pushed through an incision and up the unfortunates Anus. Stephens struggled to stitch up before the wound became saturated with shit leaking from the ruptured back passage and as the flies came and went he not so neatly stitched the gaping hole closed. He was tiring, he needed a rest, something touched teen his shoulder, he turned, The Woman, "If you find me a Bra I'll sew up the rest, Sarah Mallan, formerly Staff Nurse Mallan, at your service." He shook her hand as he worked. When she turned off her music she thought she heard her mom crying but it either didn't last long or she was mistaken and after not hearing anything more she eventually drifted off to sleep. “Master!” she shouted. Three weeks later, he found himself staying in a small hotel and hunting for jobs. I want even more to shoot her, for being so self-assured and for looking so unruffled when I’ve been through every humiliation man can inflict on woman. Trying not to be lost entirely to the passion I continued to observe the situation, and soon I noticed the teen reappearance of Chani's interesting behavior from earlier. • Aura Can you understand that?” My futa-dick swelled harder, growing to a slab of iron in my pants. No more fireballs and time freezing?" He flies up with some kind of rocket boosters in his back and feet. I’m calling him now.” Stephanie replied, rigidly looking at the phone cradled in blowjob her hands like a rabbit caught amateur in oncoming headlights. Backs himself into me, spoons us up, then I fuck him between his thighs.” To care about the growing homeless problem spilling out of nearby Seattle. She moaned a bit so I moved my Brunette hand down to her pussy and started caressing it. Mike would occasionally stir. She sounded worried but tried to hide it It was Rekha's turn to be at the receiving end. I moved behind Ellen and slid a finger into her dripping pussy, brushing Arron’s cock as I did. Her pussy was dripping. Janice furrowed her brow, giving me an annoyed look. She flooded my mouth, and I let it drip down my chin, down my neck, roll along the slopes of my breasts, and dribble from the points anal my nipples. Beside her, Anael was lounging, the petite angel looking wicked.