BUBBLE-BUTT BUSTY BLONDE BABE! 5 Bs! Oh, Sorry, 6: BITCH!

I smiled at what I saw in the mirror. I couldn’t believe how my body was looking as a result of the special hormones that gym my son was giving me. I took my tender breasts in my hands. While I didn’t know my bra size anymore since David didn’t allow me to wear a bra, my breasts we’re seemingly growing by the day! I was a D cup even before starting all of this, but I’d imagine that I’ve already grown at least a cup size. I turned around, as a result of David’s rigourous exercise regime that he laid out for me, as well as the hormones, my ass was looking better than it was when I was in my teens! It was perkier than ever, without losing an ounce of its natural jiggle. I stepped on to the scale. Despite the growth in my ass and tits, I had lost 10 pounds in the last two weeks. No doubt as a result on the metabolism booster, exercise, diet and constant fucking.. Needless to say, my body looked incredible. My love handles had melted away. I loved the way I looked. Looking like this made me more of a desirable slave for my master and his fans. I applied make up and tied my hair back. Next I walked to our home gym and started my daily 90 minutes of working out that David made me do. I had gotten used to the multiple high definition cameras in each room I walked into. At first I was terrified at the thought of thousands of strange men watching me at all times, now, I reveled in it. It made me so horny knowing that there were men all over the world that Bubble Butt were teen watching everything that I was doing. Honestly, I tried to put on a show for them at all times. After an intense work out session. I went on with my morning routine. It was my job to ensure that the house was spotless for my master and his friends, and to make sure that David always had a hot meal ready for him whenever he wanted. As I blonde started sweeping the house, I yoga started to reminisce on the events over the past month. After fifty blonde miles from the coast, a state line, or the Canadian border, civilization all but vanished. “Ha, it was there all along, I just unleashed the beast. I raised my eyebrows skeptically, "Okay, you're in the driver's seat." I thought about it for just a second and took him up on it. (drill instructor who would take a personal lead in their entry into military life and the training that would accompany it,) immediately starting training accompanied by lectures and visuals and enforcement of discipline all done with no patience at all. Her big, pretty eyes widened as she squeaked in alarm and bolted upright, Bubble Butt yoga almost knocking her half drunk mug of coffee off the table if not for Jordan deftly snaking out to prevent its capsize, and without a word she grabbed a gym teen bag secreted under her desk and bolted for the elevator. She would like to say that the townsfolk treated her with dignity and respect but alas they treated her as a piece of livestock up for sale, inspecting and prodding and poking her to their hearts content as they laughed and joked. “In the morning,” she said firmly. Not really, simple truth is that I just felt sick of the time I spent traveling here and wanted to be a bit rude so he would leave me alone. Helen was beautiful. Walking along the seafront like that I felt daring, very exposed, and excited. His zipper rasped as I pulled open his fly, revealing his plaid boxers tented by his straining cock. gym She opened her mouth to let in the two fingers. I kept my hands on her waist mostly and slid her up and down my shaft like a rag doll. Mmm…“