Carol licked her lips as she hefted her huge tits. It was so weird to feel so young and petite, and especially so weird to see this huge pair of tits jiggle up and down whenever she walked. It made her feel so silly, so vulnerable, like anyone could do what they liked with her, whenever they wanted....

She squeezed her legs together. That was so hot. So fucking hot. She'd never felt cute before, like some silly little piece of fluff. It was so different from the person she had tried to be all her life. Not some powerful soldier, but a cute little tart whose fingers sunk into her own tit flesh, who could barely wrap her little hands around the huge dicks that she couldn't stop sucking---

Carol fanned herself. Wow, it was crazy! This was making her so fucking hot!

Then her buzzer rang. She was so distracted, Carol squeaked and jumped in shock.

"Um... yeah?"

"You got a client."

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