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Friday 13th

"The final chapter enjoy your selves"

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"The final chapter in this story"

Friday 13th Part 5.

The following morning Cindy visited us, she requested I spoke to her alone.

“I think you are ready for stage three of your journey darling.” She told me.

“Stage three?” I queried.

“Stage one, the weekend retreat in the caravan, stage two running the resort in Devon with Georgina and setting this resort in motion. With excellent results I must add.” Cindy explained.

“Thank you, I enjoyed it all immensely, I must thank you for giving me, that is us the opportunity to live this wonderful life.” I responded.

“You made it wonderful. Enough, stage three, if you think your ready and want it enough.” Cindy had piqued my interest.

“My scientists have found a wonder substance, quite by accident, that is totally natural, it will grow your breasts, with no side effects on your libido, unlike feminine hormones. Are you interested?”

“Absolutely yes, I only said to Nigella last night, I would like to have my own real breasts.” I told Cindy.

“Then this weekend one of the girls will arrive and stay for one month to give you a daily injection. At the end of the month you should no longer have to wear the breast plate as you will have a pair of your own beautiful breasts.

True to Cindy’s word. Saturday morning she introduced herself.

“I’m Karen, I will be administering your injections and doing tests to make sure everything goes to plan.” She told me.

The first thing she had me do, was strip neck to waist and remove my breast plate. She kneaded my own breast tissue and nipples.

“Is that doing anything to you? Be honest, it’s important.” She told me.

“Well there is something happening in my panties.” I replied

“That’s good, perfect even. Now for the first injections.” Karen told me.

She took a disposable syringe.

“A little prick honey.” She announced as she  injected half the contents in each breast.

“I’ve had no complaints so far.” I replied chuckling.

Karen chuckled too.

“Now replace your bra, and you may need to pad the cups for a while, I have plenty of wadding to maintain a good shape.” Karen told me. I

“Thank you, I can feel a tingling sensation in my breasts.” I told her.

“That’s good. I will give you another set of injections tomorrow morning. Now you can continue your daily routine.” She instructed, then left me to dress.

Next morning before I dressed Karen came to our bedroom. I removed my babydoll. Once again she kneaded my breasts.

“Mmmm, they are a little more puffy.” Karen told me.  The effect in my panties was obvious. Two more injections, one in each breast. This process continued for two weeks before I was filling an A cup bra.

After 3 weeks I was overflowing an A cup. One morning, Karen came to my bedroom and checked the increased breast size. Each time she kneaded my breasts not only did I erect in my panties, but my nipples erected as well.

She dipped her head and took turns suckling each hard nipple.

“Oh that is so stimulating, if you keep that up I’m going to cum.” I gasped.

Leaving my breasts to her finger tips she knelt and eased my cock from my panties and slipped her mouth over it. She didn’t move her mouth but kept up with her fingers on my nipples. Soon she swallowed my first jet of cum as it splashed into her throat.

“Mmmm very tasty, Nigella is a lucky girl. I’m glad I didn’t waste any.” Karen told me as she regained her feet. “One more week should do it and a final test, then you should be all set.” She added.

Every day the last week she gave me the injections, on the last day she instructed me to strip completely and lay back on the bed. At that point I didn’t know she was naked under her full skirt. She straddled my thighs and began to knead my breasts and nipples as before. I began to erect almost instantly. Karen leant forward and I felt myself slip into her moist pussy. As she straightened she fully impaled herself. Tweaking my boobs soon had me tingling with excitement.

“Oh Karen, I’m going to cum.” I gasped.

“That is the desired effect, and I’ve loved doing this with you.” She gasped as her pussy muscles spasmed.

“That wasn’t supposed to happen.” She shuddered as she spoke.

“What wasn’t supposed to happen?” I asked as the last of my cum shot deep inside her.

“I wasn’t meant to cum. You are such a turn on. Now for your last injections.” She reached for the syringe while still impaled. Her movement made her shudder again.

“You have made me cum again.” Karen was breathing heavily. Her chest was rising and falling in her passion. I reached up to cup her breasts through her blouse. Karen almost ripped the buttons off her blouse as she hurried to remove it. It hit the floor and she reached behind her back unclipped her bra. Her gorgeous breasts were proud and firm, her nipples rubbery and erect. I tweaked them as she had mine. Her pussy muscles once again squeezing my cock.

“You’re making me have multiple orgasms. Are you getting hard again already?” She asked.

“Yes, your pussy is making me hard.” I gasped. “And I’m going to cum again.” I managed to add.

“Well that is conclusive proof the injections work. And even better than expected.” Karen was bouncing up and down gasping for air as she orgasmed again.

Two hours later, Karen had packed up her suitcase and records of the injection results. She also had a womb full of my cum. She gave me a very passionate kiss while her hand was checking the contents of my panties.

“Mmmm I shall have to arrange a follow up visit, to ensure this still works.” Karen told me, as she aroused me. Then climbing into her mini showing her tiny triangle of panties that only just covered her pussy. She drove away.

Leaving me with a gorgeous pair of 38C cup breasts, that was worth the injections and feeling like a dartboard. Still sporting my aroused state I went in search of Nigella.

“Our room please.” I told her.

As soon as we were alone, I stepped out of my skirt and waist slip. My panties tenting as I faced Nigella.

“I hope that’s for me.” She whispered sexily.

In doing so she had removed her skirt and has thong was joining her skirt on the bed. She turned to face the bed, and bent at the waist, exposing her glistening pussy and puckered rose bud. Both looked so inviting.

“In my pussy please, I need you NOW.” Nigella raised her voice.

I stepped forward and easing my skin back to expose my mushroom head glistening with pre-cum Karen had stimulated. I pressed my cock against her pussy lips and slipped inside. I held her hips gently feeling her suspender straps that held her stockings taughtly. With each forward movement Nigella gave a contented moan.

“Mmmm, aah, I think those injections not only increased your boobs size. But you feel bigger inside me.”

“Mmmm, you’re fantastic one, your pussy muscles are doing wonders. I hope you are ready to receive my baby juice.” I gasped.

“Oh yes please, if only we could have a baby together.” Nigella gushed.

I held her hips as I pumped her pussy full of my seed and her muscles squeezed as much as she could.

After we had made love, we cuddled together. Nigella’s eyes were looking sad.

“Why are you sad my love. We have a wonderful partnership in both our work and social life. We have love and respect of our staff, what could we  possibly need more?” I asked her.

“I can’t make you a father, dad.” She uttered. Her voice breaking.

“I don’t need to be a dad, well not with breasts like these.” I told her soothingly.

“They are rather gorgeous, so firm and fabulous erect nipples.” Nigella whispered.

“They are very suckable, just like yours.” I told her.

That started her off, next thing we were both bare chested taking turns sucking each other’s breasts. There was an almost immediate effect on Nigella. Her hard cock was pressing on my deflated cock.

“Assume the position lover.” Nigella ordered.

I leant forward on the bed, my legs apart and my head on my arms.

“Perfect lover. Here I come.” She told me.

“Not till your deep inside me sweetheart.” I chuckled.

She soon was and started her in out motion, my own cock hanging useless but leaking fluid, that was splashing on the bed and on my legs. It was running down my stockings.

“I’m cumming lover, oh, ah, ooh, mmmm, aaaaaah.” She called as she pumped her cum into me.

We stayed joined until she slipped out. Her slippery cock lubricated with her juices.

“Let me clean that for you.” I spoke as I turned and knelt I front of her. Taking her limp cock in my hand I licked and lapped up her cum covered cock, I caressed her love eggs and slipped a finger into her pussy. I felt our combined juices in her pussy, I just knew I had to taste them. Moving her to lay across the bed her stocking clad legs held high and wide. I lift her now clean cock and love eggs up gently before slipping my tongue deep between her swollen lips. I inserted my tongue, searching out our juices. I found lots and her hidden love spot, making her gasp with pleasure.

“Oh my darling I’m going to cum agaaaaaaain.” Her gorgeous breasts were heaving as she climbed up to the apex of her second orgasm.

Her juices were even sweeter on this orgasm. We relaxed together on the bed wearing only our stockings and suspender belts. Bras, skirts, panties, and heels discarded around the room.

“Had we better check everything is running smoothly?” Nigella suggested.

We got off the bed and slipped our panties on. We had both just picked up our bras when someone knocked on our door. Before either of us could respond the door opened and our secretary walked in.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to disturb you but. Oh it looks like I’m either too late or just right for the party. I hope it’s not too late.” She exclaimed. She put the paperwork down on the dressing table and began to unbutton her sheer white blouse, next her mini skirt was off. Standing in front of us in her well padded bra suspender tights and bulging bikini panties she approached us and taking hold of my flaccid cock she leant to suckle Nigella’s breast. Taken by the moment I just stood transfixed. I slid my hand down to her bikini panties. I found Nigella’s hand already there, easing her cock over the waistband. Between us it was soon standing proud ready for action. I looked at Nigella, who nodded at me. I knelt and first rubbed the exposed head over my breasts and nipples. I could hear her muffled gasps as she was sucking Nigella’s breasts. She let out a huge sigh as I switched from stroking to sucking.

“Panties off and lay on the bed. We both need to savour your gorgeous cock.” I told her.

Her panties were on the floor and she was on her back legs apart waiting. Nigella and I were soon each side of her licking up and down her shaft, taking turns on sucking her.

“Oh my, you two are fantastic, I’m going to burst, the pleasureaaaaah.” With her hips writhing she started to erupt. Her first shot went into Nigella’s hair the rest just oozed out and ran down her cock. Between Nigella and I we licked it up. Then when her cock stopped leaking her cream we moved up the bed and took turns kissing her and feeding her her creamy load.

“This is the best job I have had, you two are the best employers ever.” She told us excitedly.

“What did you want when you came in?” I enquired.

“Oh just to okay the order for next month’s food delivery, and hoping to get a BJ from my boyfriend tonight. I don’t need one now. In fact I don’t need a boyfriend.” She gushed.

“Steady Donna, don’t rock the boat, if you dump him will he, could he expose our resort to the ridicule of the media?” Nigella asked.

“Mmmm he can get a bit fiery sometimes if things don’t go his way.” Donna replied.

“Then let things continue as they are until he decides different or we could arrange a little surprise for him.” I added to the conversation.

“What are you scheming?” Nigella asked.

“Just to get some compromising photos of him in lingerie giving a BJ.” I suggested.

“Good idea.” Donna uttered.

“Right let’s look at the food order, I’m sure it’s fine.” I said.

Over the next few months business blossomed, we were booked solid.

Donna arrived one morning heavily made up wearing dark sun glasses.

“What happened to you?” We asked.

“I walked into a open cupboard door.” She replied winching.

“Is cupboard door your boyfriend’s name?” I asked.

Donna started to cry.

“Don’t do anything, he loves me, it’s that I get things wrong.” She sobbed.

“Don’t worry I have a plan.” I told her. “Now go and get yourself a hot drink and some pain relief. Settle down in our private lounge and we will speak later.”

After she left, Nigella and I hatched out a plan. Then phoned the cupboard door. Before we spoke to him he spoke.

“Is Donna ok? she slipped getting out of the shower this morning.” He asked, trying to sound concerned.

I asked if he could come to the resort as we were worried about her.

He agreed and would arrive in approximately 30 minutes. I’m sure I could hear a female voice in the background. ‘Saying get rid of the sissy’.

As Donna only lived 5 minutes from the resort I knew he was up to something.

He arrived as expected alone. We offered him a coffee, it was laced with a sleeping draft. He was soon drowsy. Certainly enough for us to undress him and redress him in lacy undies with a totally indecent micro skirt and see through blouse. Then we did his make up, well over the top. Finally we fed him more coffee this time laced with lots of alcohol. Taking lots of pictures of him as we progressed. Then placed him in the drivers seat of his car we had arranged to get driven into a ditch. Then called the police anonymously. We removed all the video footage of him entering our resort, and destroyed his male clothes. What we didn’t know was hidden in the car was lots of drugs, and I mean lots, with a plentiful supply of money.

The police were overjoyed catching a major drug dealer, drunk behind the wheel while dressed as a badly made up cross dresser, at the entrance to a dogging location. Apologies to those who had to relocate for dogging.

Later through Cindy’s contacts it was discovered he was implicated in the disappearance of three gurls.  Evidence found at his flat proved his guilt. With the drink, drugs and the other charges he is currently staying at his majesty’s pleasure for the rest of his life with no remission and the play thing of other hardened criminals. All we wanted was for him to be ridiculed and have to leave town. We destroyed all the photos.

If you are ever in Devon or Cornwall and require an exclusive holiday!!!!

But don’t mess with the staff!!!.

TvCarole

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