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They were even left alone in the room for half an hour, each girl too weak to do anything about it, and even though it was the most painful hour of her life, Chambers and the boy seemed if anything rather bored. Eventually the boy went around the circle rather roughly yanking the needles out of each girl, accompanied by yelps of pain as he went. It seemed to take an age for him to reach Tracey but he did and she almost collapsed fully onto the floor like several of the girls had done. “Well done girls, “ Chambers clapped, “ that's your first session done, only five more to go, “I'll see you all back here in a weeks time, “ he laughed, “ in the meantime amateur make sure you keep a record of breasts, size, weight, tenderness, you probably won't see too much improvement during the first week and we will scan you again next week but it's important that you keep a record as well”. Tracey was just glad the needles weren’t in her any more and Mms the walk back through the building seemed slightly less embarrassing than before, very slightly! As he had said there wasn't too much noticeable difference during that first week, maybe her bras pinched a bit but may as easily be her imagination rather then any increase in the size of her breasts. Her boyfriend seemed disappointed, as if he were waiting for her to sprout beach ball size breasts overnight and he acted like a sulking school boy when they didn't.Tracey was quite pleased, maybe the lack of any visible signs would mean that he didn't make her go back for week two but it was her that ended up disappointed when he reminded her of the appointment at the centre and made it clear he expected her to attend. So at the correct time she presented herself at Mr Chambers office and took her seat in the waiting room with the other girls. As before they were kept waiting well past the appointment time and desi when he finally did come out and usher them into his office it became clear that two of the girls hadn't shown up. Two of the free girls, the slaves were all there of course and Tracey wondered if they'd ever actually left the building at all or were they kept inside the medical centre somewhere. In reality although angry Chambers was also philosophical about the missing girls, as if he'd expected it. “I told the bosses we should only use slaves for this, at least they will turn up!” he muttered under his breath as he picked up the phone and asked someone to send him two more slaves. Tracey herself probably wouldn't of come back if it hadn't of been for her boyfriend, the thought of being injected with those needles again filled her with dread. Once again they had to strip naked in the office and joined by the two new slaves the group were marched through the building to the lab area where they were once again scanned. It hadn't missed her attention that they group now conisted of nine slaves and only three free girls. A new boy was there this time and Tracey wondered what had happened to the first one, surely he wouldn't give up a job like this one unless he was forced to. The dreaded time came and again the room was full of the sounds of squealing and crying girls while Chambers stood to one side smiling to himself, God she hated that man! Once again the hour passed slowly with all twelve girls kneeling around the pump they were hooked up too. girlfriend She knew the sight they must be presenting Chambers and the boy, they for all the world looked like twelve dairy cows being milked although the were having drugs pumped into them and nothing being taken out, not yet anyway. They were left alone for a while again, Chambers obviously having more important things to do and when he returned she was sure that each girl heaved a sigh of relief as they knew it must be close to having the hated needles taken out. As the boy made his way round unhooking them Chambers coughed and started his little speech, “Well done girls, only four sessions left now, during this week you should start to see some changes, “he said,” nothing too dramatic at this stage but your breasts should increase in size noticeably and you should start to feel different mentally as well, less alert, more confused, more, let us say, accommodating.” he laughed. Tracey was now back on her feet like the others thinking to herself how much she hated his laugh. “Don't worry about these changes, embrace them, feel happy that they are happening, after all this is only the start and any changes will only become more pronounced as the trial continues, well that's the plan anyway.” and there was that hateful laugh again. They were marched back to his office to retrieve their clothes, only the three of them this time, the slaves being taken somewhere else, clothes not needed for them. Although there was only the three of them dutifully marching behind Chambers through the building Tracey did feel slightly less embarrassed, walking naked through the busy corridors was becoming less inhibiting, was that the drug working though or was that her mind following his little speech to them. She didn't know, she just knew she was walking along more confidently and if people saw her naked so what. Again not much happened the first few days but towards the end of the week she did notice that her bras no longer fitted her. Whereas they pinched slightly a few times during the first week now she couldn't even get them on without breathing in and even then it was a struggle. Her boyfriend controlled the household finances and he had always been mean with money for her needs and she knew before she asked him for some money to buy some new larger bras what his reply would be and so on day five of the week she stopped wearing bras at all. Normally she would have been embarrassed about this, she'd had large breasts before this trial even started and they bounced and jiggled alarmingly under her clothes if she ever went braless, something she very rarely did anyway. Now her breasts were definitely bigger, bounced and jiggled even more, and indian she didn't care at all. The few times she'd been braless before had always been in the privacy of her house and now she was happily going down the shops without a bra on and enjoying all the stares and comments she was getting. Well a few women had made some catty nasty comments but the men seemed to like seeing her braless and that was the most important thing. She'd struggled to wear a bra to work on the Friday and the next trial session was on the Monday ad she knew she wouldn't wear a bra to work on Tuesday. Her boyfriend was happy, he was beginning to see results from the drug and was enjoying her new larger breasts as much as she was. "Fucking hell Al!" I swore as I tried indian to stick it in her. Bernie was a little flustered. “I know. Life in my home was more than the tales told by Melanie and Audrey. If no one else knew... “Yes, you are very nicely equipped,“ I replied. John parks his truck into Mms the garage and everyone piles out of the truck. It was April of our Freshman year. 40 minutes later my own body was beginning to feel the familiar hunger only an erection can satisfy. Then on the arrival girlfriend of the following return he drove desi his tongue amateur deep and hard against her clit. “Do you like that?” I gasped between moans. "Me on top, that was fun." “I was hoping Trish would tell you,” Ally (now Becky) frowned, “but it seemed all she did was rant at you for a while.” Sara was jolted from her nap when the phone rang.