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I swear I nearly orgasmed on the spot when Lucy said, "maybe you can look after him again sometime." As they walked away, Hector looked at me over his shoulder with those wonderfully expressive brown eyes, and I couldn't help but blow him a kiss and whisper, "until next time." Tracey stood outside the gleaming white building looking at the large sign which read, Eastfield Medical Science Centre and wondered again why she was there. It was her boyfriend Steve, that was why she was there. It was him who had seen the ad in the local paper asking for volunteers to test a new breast enhancement drug. As far as Tracey was concerned she was more than happy with the current size of her breasts thank you very much, she was the proud owner of a set of DD boobs, but everybody knew that as far as men were concerned there was no such thing as too big. Apparently Titalin was a drug designed to increase the milk yield in dairy cattle and it had been a great success in the cows increasing their yield by 150%. Someone had noticed that the size of their udders had increased exponentially and had come up with the idea this might be a good drug to give to human females. Nobody knew if it would make them produce milk but if it increased the size of their breasts that was a good enough reason to try it, and so human trials had been started. The first set of tests hadn't gone that well, the drug was too powerful for humans, it had been designed for cattle after all. They used fifty girls for the first set of tests and they all ended up with balloon size breasts that leaked milk constantly. They also ended up as brain damaged as you could get, the drug rotting their brains. The press heard about all of this and treated the story as a funny aside, picturing some of the girls with their freakishly huge breasts and drooling from the mouth with a blank expression. One newspaper printed a picture of six naked girls in sitting in a cow stall with the heading, The Perfect Girl! All of this gave Tracey natural cause for concern but the advert her boyfriend saw stated that the trial was going to use a new version of the drug which had been reduced in strength. That still didn't exactly placate her too much but her boyfriend was not the type of man a girl argued with, a few black eyes had taught her that! It didn't even make her feel any better when Brunette she'd heard that the trial was to use twelve girls in total, six slaves and six free girls. She was a free girl and glad of it, female slavery had been legalised a year before and was still in its infancy. Salves were available to buy from registered slave centres which were not in most towns, with cities having two or three of them. Although it was easy to buy a slave nowdays, anyone with money in their pockets could do it, it wasn't cheap. Most slaves cost over then thousand pounds with the best ones going for up to fifty thousand. There was no finance plans in place yet for buying a slave, so you had to pay in full and this put owning a slave out of reach for most people. After all who had ten thousand in cash in their bank account, not many. So although slaves were available and there were plenty for sale, the actual amount you saw in your daily life was very few. It was a bit like seeing a Rolls Royce parked on the high street, unless you lived in central London they were rare! The whole idea of slavery though was exciting to Tracey. She considered herself to be a submissive girl, most girls were nowdays, and after all the height of submissiveness was slavery. Once you bought a slave she was literally your property to be used how you wished. The girl was fitted with a steel collar around her neck reality and embedded in that was a micro chip that gave anybody who scanned her details of her name, age, weight etc. as well as details of her owner. The high price kept most of the sleaziest men who wanted a cheap thrill away but obviously some girls were bought purely as sex toys. The man who bought her might be a better class of person but they could be just as perverted as a man who couldn't afford her. The police were not interested either, after all the girl was now a slave and someone's property, if her owner wanted to carry out his most depraved fantasies on her that was not their concern. All of this actually added to Tracey's fantasies of slavery, the idea that she could be bought and collared and then babe used in whatever way her new owner wished was incredibly exciting to her. In real life she knew she probably wouldn't of found it so exciting, having a red hot poker pushed up your pussy like she'd heard had happened to one girl was probably not so exciting! That kind Big Boobs of thing didn't happen too often, after all slaves were not exactly disposable at the prices they were, but rape and sexual humiliation was part of a slaves daily life. At the moment amateur any girl between the ages of eighteen and thirty could be registered as a slave and at twenty two she knew she was prime slave age. He had felt this many times brought on by his right hand, but never this intense. “Thank you, Big Boobs Sir.” She mumbled in her sleepy voice. Pallus’s pleading had then gotten my attention just in time to see her ass hole receive the first of much poundings to come. Jade then started to work vibrator through the troublemaker's pussy paying close attention to her clit. Beth's eyes opened and her mouth gaped as the hot piss covered her face and hair. “I want more.” Her legs were partially open, showing just a hint of her pink slit. 'I'm Lily' Sorrow gave me that sad smile again, and shook her head. “Yum! I too my gaze off of her tits and to my dismay, she was right. Cindy spread her legs wider."Enjoy the view, then!" Emma was trying to make the girl suck her clit, working her hips all around the girl's face, but she couldn't make the contact she really wanted. “Great, will you come babe to the meeting to explain and answer any questions?” “Yes Daddy, it looked so hot!” You know the difference. Drink until you paint the walls with puke.” I booped her cute little nose with each subsequent syllable, “But not drugs. Why would I ever want to lick your spunk out of another girl's cunt? She came back several moments later. Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to let them know that fact in advance. The next door house was the only neighbors that he had within five mile of his house, and so he would naturally be an object of considerable interest to them, especially since they knew of his past pattern of conduct. Despite being D-cup, she rarely wore a bra. I suspected ulterior motives, and when I informed them that I could not impregnate their daughters, some of their gusto left them. They are so big and round. Brunette “Takes after her mother.” Suck the little amateur bean in there.” I continued sucking her reality breasts. The games get into full swing and the guys at the tables grow drunker as the afternoon wears on. Even though I was half pissed I confessed that my boyfriend wanted me to. Sandra brought dinner to their room and gave each of them a kiss and closed the door as she left.