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THE CAT WOMAN The most common question I get asked is, "What ever possessed you to do this?" My answer is simple, a little over $300,000,000. The more interesting question is, "How did this all come about?" Thanks to this new split keyboard, I can tell the world the real story in my own words. It all started 11 years ago, at the reading of my Father's will. My Stepmother, Muffy had been trying to poison my father against me the last 15 years, hoping to get her dirty little hands on the family fortune. She lied to the old man, telling him I was gay. And that her son Leonardo should be the only heir of the Finn family fortune. I'm not gay, I'm bisexual. The problem is the person I cared most about was a guy. Chuck and I have been together ever since I moved to Cleavland, after my parents divorce. I've had many women, but Chuck seems to be my reason for living. I could love his soul in what ever body he was in, and he feels the same about me. It just magic when we touch, and I only felt that way about one other person. I hadn't been back in Trenton in 10 years, I almost got lost going to the funeral. It was good Chuck brought a Tom Tom, so much had changed, yet the Greenwood cemetery still looked the same. I didn't go to the reception, I couldn't stand the idea of sitting at the same table as Muffy. Instead we got a tomato pie at DeLorenzo's. That Monday the real trouble started.The lawyer read the terms of the trust my Father had set up, I feared that I would have to chose between Chuck or the money. I got $10,000,000 up front, but I was to be cut out of the trust fund, and have to repay the money I had just gotten, if after one year I was found having homosexual relationships. To receive the first third of the trust, I had to be married, within 5 years. And for each heir I produced, I would get another 20% of the trust. However the children would have to be conceived by me, no adoptions! This would be very hard as I was sterile from an infection I had gotten, after my vasectomy. Otherwise the trust fund would all go to that bitch Muffy, and Leonardo. My hatred of Muffy was almost equal to my love of Chuck. She had broken up my parents 26 years marriage, and now she was after my inheritance. The slag had already inherited over $100,000,000, and she wanted more. I knew if I was in a sham marriage, I couldn't go on without my best friend. And that cunt would hire detectives to hound my every move hoping to catch me in a homosexual act with Chuck. I was almost in tears, when I got back to our motel and told Chuck about what the attorney had informed me. He looked at me with his steely gray eyes and said, "Take the money Terry, I'm not worth it, just think of the lady you could get for all your Dad's money." "I don't want money, I just want to be loved." "Pretty words, but you've never been poor, being poor sucks," Chuck said as he hugged me. "Come on we better get started on finding you some pussy." "Fuck that! I've only found one woman that I ever cared about half as much as you, and it just wouldn't work." "You mean Ruth? She was your first, wasn't she? asked Chuck. "Somehow I don't think that could work now, I don't know if she is even alive," yet something inside made me open the phone book. Ruth Smallman/ Stillwater wasn't listed. She was the only one beside Chuck who could understand my feelings at this point. pt2 I went to bed disappointed, I took hours to fall asleep as all the suppressed memories flooded back to me. It was my 15th summer. Dad's investments in computer stock wouldn't take off till next year. I wanted a Walkman, but my parents wouldn't buy one for me. Pop told me, "Go out and do chores around the neighborhood, earned money builds character." So I started mowing lawns and doing yard work. It was hard sweaty work, but the money wasn't half bad, and the lawns in Chambersburgh weren't that big. Ruth Smallman lived 3 houses down with her 3 daughters. She was the stereo type Italian woman, short, dark tanned skin, thick glasses, a full figured with a huge chest, and a slight mustache. She was well over 40, but you would never know it to look at her. She was the nicest kindest person I knew. She used to babysit me when I was younger. Her husband had died that fall, and she needed help with all those odds and ends her husband had always done. Her yard always smelled of tomato and garlic from the open window of her basement kitchen. I was there 2 days a week helping her out. It was a very hot day in June, I was dripping with sweat so bad I had to take my shirt off. She was very nice bringing me cold R. C. cola or lemonade on the hour. At the end of the day, I came in to get paid. She put a huge slice of cherry pie, covered in ice cream in front of me. She looked at me and said, "Eat up Terry, there's more if you want it, your toooooo skinny. Let me put some meat on your bones. It just feels so good having a man in the kitchen again. You have no idea how lonely I get. Barb is always at her fiance's house, Carol works nights, and Heather is staying at her uncles farm till September. Soon my kids will be grown up, and it will only be me and my cats, Whiskers and Honey. Oh how I miss my Fred. I can't tell you the last time I had a good back scratch." "Well I think I can help you out on that. I have strong nails and I would love to return the favor for another slice of this wonderful pie," I replied. With that I put my hands on her shoulders and ran my fingers down her back." Mrs Smallman squealed with delight, "Harder, to the right, now down, oh yes. Now the other side, yes, Yes! Oh that feels so good, would you please go under my shirt, don't stop!" I was nervous, I had never done anything like this, but there is a feeling of power when you can bring intense pleasure to another person. Her skin was so soft, she smelled of the fresh pie, much better then the stinky perfume my Mother wore. It was the first time I ever touched a bra with a woman in it. Her body almost felt magic. More moans of ecstasy came from her as she panted, "I haven't felt this good in a long long time, but my damn bra is in the way." And she quickly unhooked the bra. "Oh much much better. The twins hate being cooped up. Over to the side more. That's it! Harder! Harder!" Suddenly I realized I was touching the sides of her breasts. I never felt anything so soft and wonderful. Without realizing it my hands were exploring farther down the sides of her tits. I felt an erection in my shorts, and hoped Mrs Smallman wouldn't notice. I hoped that the moment would never end. I nearly died when she turned and looked me in the eye. It was over and she was going to tell my folks. "Terry Finn! What am I going to do with you?" Her eyes focused deep into mine, then she glanced down at my shorts. "We can never tell anyone of this." As she unbuttoned her blouse, uncovering the largest natural pair of breasts I would ever see. Each was almost as big as her head. Her nipples were pointed toward her belly button, they were dark brown like two cookies, begging to be eaten. Her nipples longer then the tip of my thumb. There were strange marks similar to the ones my Mom had on her belly towards the top of her breasts. As my fingers touched her nipples they grew even longer, as be begged, "Suck on them. Its been so long since they were loved. Oh God I'm going to hell, this is so wrong." As she pulled my face deeper into her huge boobs. I couldn't help myself as my dick shot it's load. I stopped out of embarrassment. She sniffed and looked at the wet spot on my shorts, and laughed, "That makes two on us, feel this," as she set my hand on the warm furry mound inside her under ware. I could feel the moisture of her panties on the top of my hand. Then she lead me into her bedroom. This went on for almost 2 years, she taught me how to be a man, and what pleases a woman. I was never happier in my youth. She never treated me as a child after the night we made love. Ruth taught me how to look at the world, and all its small wonders. I knew this was far more then puppy love. It ended when Dad told Mom he was leaving her for Muffy. Mom took me back to Cleavland to live with my Grandpa. It was over 3 years before I got back to Trenton. When I finally got back, I caught a bus to the old neighborhood. There she was in her garden. She had put on a little weight, and had a few gray hairs, but to me she still looked fantastic. I ran to her, she held her arms out and hugged me tight. I felt the energy as our auras intertwined, lifting our souls. She held me tighter still. I felt her breasts fighting under her bra, wanting to wrap themselves around me. I looked at her face, a tear was in her eye. "Terry, I'm so sorry to tell you this, but we can never go back, I'm married. My body is just to horny. In fact I'm pregnant, Bill is a good husband, and a lot closer to my age. You will always hold a place in my heart. I'll never forget you. After all you were my only virgin." With that a tall man walked out of her house, and asked, "Ruth, who is your friend. Maybe he'd like to stay for dinner." I wanted to leave but my stomach betrayed me, when Ruth replied, "This is Terry, he was the neighbor who used to help me around the house after Fred died. I know he can't resist some sausage lasagna, can you Terry?" I went into the house, and had the best meal since leaving Trenton, those many years ago. As we ate Bill bragged about his new family, 3 cats, 7 kittens, and soon hopefully a son, to carry on his name. I hated to admit though I was envious, I saw how happy he made Ruth. That was the last I ever saw her, those 20 odd years ago. I finally drifted off to sleep. pt3 My legal business was finished up on Thursday, Friday morning I packed to leave never to come back again, when Chuck stopped me saying, "Terrance we have on stop to make before we go. I have to drop something off in Mercerville." We drove down Hamilton St. towards the 5 points. Chuck stopped at a florist and picked up a dozen roses. I had no idea where he was heading. At last we stopped at Tar Heals Dr. I wanted to wait in the car but, Chuck insisted I come along. A familiar looking woman of about 40 opened the door, as Chuck said, "Heather, my name is Charlie Dunmore, I called you earlier, may we come in. As we walked in the door I was struck by the odor of cat. We entered the room as Heather yelled out, "Mom you have company!" Chuck put the bouquet in my hand, as a large gray haired woman waddled the room. With a shocked look she spoke, Terry Finn! All grown up, this is a surprise. I'm glad I put my teeth in." With that she hugged me close. It was an odd feeling, to most people she was ugly, old, wrinkled, fat, and gray haired. Yet as we held each other the energy of our souls sparked. There was a pleasant magic in the air. Tears of joy ran down her face, and we kissed. Heather was at first puzzled at the sight, then gave a happy sigh, "Wow that's the first I've seen Mom smile since my Step dad died, It is so nice of you to visit." The flowers went to Ruth, who sniffed them, and passed them to Heather after she thanked me. Heather put the roses in water, while I helped Ruth to the sofa, I asked Chuck, "How did you find her?" "That's what Pinkerton is for," replied Chuck, "Let's say the three of us, head out for lunch. I think there is a lot for us to talk about." We said our goodbyes to Heather, Chuck insisted that Ruth and I ride in the back as he played chauffeur. I thought he was taking us to a 5 star restaurant, instead we ended up at Pete's steakhouse. I guess Chuck knew to much about my past. We ordered 3 steak sandwiches and hand mixed vanilla cokes. Chuck told Ruth everything, the trust fund, Muffy, and what would happen if he continued to see me. I told Ruth how I had never forgotten her. How almost every woman who I had dated in the last 18 years were only interested in the Finn fortune. I had never felt the magic with anyone but her and Chuck. I didn't know what to do. Physically she was just too old. Chuck wasn't female, and I couldn't father a child. But I would rather marry Ruth then have a sham marriage with some bimbo who was just in it for my money. We talked for hours of what could be done. I could see that Chuck and Ruth were forming a bond of friendship and trust, with me as the glue. We took her home, and sat around her dinning room table looking at photo albums. Ruth played footsie with me under the table. Chuck got to see how beautiful she was at 50, when he saw pictures of her in her teens he was stunned by her beauty. Heather had sort of suspected what went on those years ago, and now we confirmed it. She was actually proud of her Mother for never being an old fudy dudy. I offered to marry her, but Ruth said that we must find a away that Chuck should be able to stay. It was getting late so Ruth ordered a pizza. It was about 8 when the pizza finally came, and when it did the order was wrong, it had peperoni and green peppers, instead of sausage and garlic. Ruth said, "They must have switched the pies." Suddenly Heather's eyes got big as she repeated, "Switched, switched, swiiitcheed!!!!!!! I have a crazy idea, its a bit extreme. Did any of you read about Hobart's D.N.A. switch? He tried to transfer himself when he found out he had M.S." "You mean a body swap, you wouldn't want one of these boys to get my tired old body," Ruth said. "And that ended badly didn't, some of Hobart's D.N.A. got contaminated," I said. "That's sort of right, he got the change over D.N.A. from a homeless man willing to trade with him for a large sum of money. Somehow the homeless man had a rat hair on his body. During the change Hobart's body mutilated. They tried to make him as human as possible, but after the possess they can only fine tune the changes one or maybe twice. Hobart committed suicide after 6 months. But the wino was made into a copy of Hobart, just 20 years younger, he was even given some resistance factors to the M.S. He has been doing fine the last 5 years. It's just no one has tried it since, It would be expensive but Mom could be young again, and Terry could legally marry Chuck get his trust and even provide an heir," Heather said. I asked Ruth, "Will you trade bodies with me for say $100,000?" She answered, "Sure if you make love to me before I'm turned into a man." I replied, "Let's just say I give you $200,000, I love you, but I hate to say this, but your body at 300lbs is not a turn on." She laughed, "Fair enough with $200,000 I should be able to afford a decent gigolo." pt4 It only took 2 months and $4,000,000 to set everything up, in Philadelphia. We hoped that the Doctors had gotten all the bugs out of the process. Chuck, Ruth and myself checked into the laboratory. We did a lot of the research ourselves to help Ruth and me decide how to give ourselves the perfect body. They shaved off every hair from our bodies, then burned off our outer layer of skin to avoid contaminates. This was very hard to do with all of Ruth's nooks and crannies. While it took 6 hours to remove my outer layer of skin it took Ruth 2 days. We then spent a week in sterile chambers. Finally the Dr. took our D.N.A. samples. There were over 25 needles injected into me without antistatic. Both of us were bound down so we couldn't move as the needles pierced our skin. When it was done we were given morphine for our pain. Ruth set her body up to become myself at 21, an inch taller, a larger uncircumcised dick , a better hair line in the future and a deeper voice. Chuck and I set up my new body as Ruth's at 17, 20/20 vision, and a lot less body hair then Ruth originally had. I was placed naked on a gurney, and wheeled into the lab. Wires were attached to every part of me, as I was placed under a large lamp. Three I.V.s were inserted in me. I was left in the room alone. My head started swimming. The light gave off an erie orange glow, in sync with a loud hum. I could barely get the energy to close my eyes. The noise got louder. The light seemed to pass through my eye lids. I passed out. I awoke feeling cold, Chuck was sitting by the side of the bed. He said, "It went perfectly, your beautiful." As he passed me a mirror. I touched his hand, sparks pasted between us. I saw Ruth's eyes starring back at me, the full lips, her flawless nose. I couldn't believe how young I looked.I moved my hands down to where my manhood had been. The soft mound felt wonderful. I poked a finger inside. My new pussy quivered. My other hand went to my breasts. As I touched them I felt my nipples rise, they almost felt itchy. I started scratching them. I felt my beaver get warm and moist. Chuck laughed, "Save some of that for me." He held out his arm and helped me out of bed, leading me to the full length mirror. I had trouble balancing due to my heavy breasts. I gazed at my reflection. I was a little pudgy, not fat. All my skin was tight. My jet black hair ran over halfway down my back. My breasts were firm and high, not a stretchmark on them. The nipples were pinker and smaller then I remembered them. My belly had a slight punch, but that was easily fixed. Clothes and under ware were brought in for me to try. I chose a tight red dress. A 34 G bra filled my top. The size 12 dress was tight in the top but loose in the bottom. With boobs like this I could be forgiven for almost any fashion fopa. Looking at Ruth was a strange sensation. I had forgotten how good I had looked. Ruth looked very happy as she said, "I can't believe how much energy I have." as he ran over to hug me. As she did the old energy was back as soon as we touched. As she hugged me my breasts were squeezed into his chest. My beaver started to feel warm again. Ruth looked at Chuck and said, "I can't thank you enough. Its been years since I felt so alive, I just want to ask both of you one favor and I understand if either of you say no. I took Terry's virginity over 20 years ago, I'd like to do it again." Chuck answered, "Only if it's a threesome." Everyone laughed. Then I said, "You two could at least buy me dinner first." And I walked out of the lab for the first time in over 2 week. We got some Chinese. It's funny I always loved lemon chicken, but I found I was stealing the sushi off Ruth's plate as she ate my chicken. After dinner Chuck's fortune cookie said, "Even unexpected change can be good." Ruth's said, "3 is not a crowd." While mine read, "Big changes are coming." We rented a suite in a 5 star hotel for my first night as a woman. Ruth turned down the lights and put on some easy listing music, While Chuck opened a bottle of champagne. The sheets were Satin and Ruth choreographed how everything was to be done. I was on my back while both of them sucked my nipples, and rubbed my thighs. As my nipples grew larger, I felt a strange electricity going from my boobs to my beaver. Not only did it get hot but I could feel my cum running down my leg. Ruth promised to be gentle as she placed a finger down my wet cunt. After she could see my beaver was willing she slide her other finger inside just barely penetrating. My pulse quickened as she mounted me. "This is going to hurt but only a second or two, and you will never have that pain again," Ruth said, as his pennis slowly slid into me. Chuck now had both hands on my breasts as Ruth's strokes increased in speed. I broke out in a sweat and screamed as my pussy contracted. I could feel the warmth of Ruth's cum mixing with mine. My beaver was still pulsating as Chuck took over. Ruth licked my nipples, my body turned into a moist drippy puddle. I lost count after my third orgasm. I woke up with my men on either side of me. I felt safe and loved. I was never happier. I called for room service, those guys were going to need a big breakfast. Ruth looked at Chuck and said, "Thank you so much, you didn't have to let me share in your moment. I have a thank you gift. I give one hell of a blow job." Chuck looked at me to see if it was alright, I nodded yes, remembering how good Ruth was (she was actually better then Chuck). Finally after breakfast we all took a bath in the Jacuzzi disusing what we should change about ourselves, then headed back to the lab. Ruth decided to try a circumcised dick, and add some muscle while I decided to loose 20 lbs, and grow 2 more inches. Everyone agreed that I should age my face 3 or 4 years, as no bartender would serve me, and I didn't want 38 year old Chuck to get in trouble as I looked like a minor. After all I would still have a 17 year old body. I had my cherry replaced so Chuck could pop it this time. I fed the information of what I wanted into the computer. This time the session wasn't as long of severe. I awoke in my room noticing that my chest wasn't as heavy. Ruth was pleased with his changes. I noticed that while my body fit the size 6 much better, it had caused my breasts to shrink, I now wore a 32 DD bra. But at least I could pass the pencil test now. We went to the same hotel, but even though the sex was good something was missing. I asked Ruth if that ever happened to her when she had my body. Ruth said to me, "It's probably your smaller breasts. The bigger my breasts got the more I enjoyed sex. I swear the twins were directly tied into my G-spot. That's why no matter how much back pain I had, I couldn't get them reduced. I may have been a big fat cow when I was married to Bill but he didn't mind. Lets just say both my husbands died with a smile on their faces. As for me I'm going back to uncircumcised, its worth the extra time to clean it." I said as we headed back into the lab, "Well lets get in everything we want, after this session we will be that way the rest of our lives." On of the tecs then said, "Oh you will be able to change it, you will just have to wait 20 or 25 years, otherwise your bodes will reject all the changes in it. I entered on the computer shorter periods, and I wanted my body's original breasts. I entered the room for my finale treatment. I laid down, thinking how wonderful it was to have two people that loved me. The machine started and I fell into a tranquil slumber. When I awoke Chuck and Ruth were on both sides of my bed, each holding my hand. My chest felt extremely heavy. I tried to get up but I couldn't. Ruth looked at me with loving eyes saying, "Terry I'm so sorry, this was never supposed to happen, we will help you get up." pt5 I tried to look at what happened. I could only see the beginning of my breasts. As they let go of my hands to help me up, I tried to feel for the end of my breasts, I couldn't feel as far as my nipple. This wasn't possible my breasts couldn't be this big. Chuck and Ruth each grabbed on of my monster tits. As they did my pussy started to get hot and wet. As they lifted my boobs, I was able to get out of the bed. "Take me to the mirror, I have to see what happened to me." Even with my friends using both there hands, neither could not hold an entire breast. We slowly went to the mirror. My breasts were past udders, larger any any watermelon I had ever seen, covered in stretchmarks and blue veins. I started crying. Every movement of my body transferred to ripples of movement over both of the humongous knockers. The dark areolas were the size of saucers. The nipple larger then my big toe. I was a freak. I said "Let me see if I can at least stand up on my own." And slowly they lowered each breast. They were unbelievably wide, starting slightly behind my armpits, getting wider as they went down. The right breast hung down below my pussy. The left one was 2 inches lower. My entire butt was hidden behind them. Ruth tried to calm me down saying, "Some how the computer thought you wanted my breasts when I was 325 lbs and 72 years old. I admit they were quite a handful, back when I had them. I had no Idea what size they were. The last bra I wore was almost 10 years ago and that was a 48 HH. I stopped buying them when I couldn't find any with a larger cup . I put on 80 lbs. after that. At least my belly helped support them, to most people seeing me on the street it just looked like my belly was huge. They made walking nearly impossible. But it could be worse, I lost 25 lbs. since my husband Bill died." Chuck asked, "Why didn't you get them reduced?" "My Bill couldn't keep his hands off them, in fact he's the one who fattened me up so the twins would get bigger. He called me 'his Big Ol' Moo Cow.' Besides I was in ecstasy when he sucked them, I was one horny bitch on wheels," Ruth laughed. "I wish I could thank him," I said sarcastically. "Well there is one other thing I better let you know." And with that Ruth sucked on my nipple, I felt a strange pinch, my pussy juice was running down my leg, I could feel my nipple grow even bigger, and then something warm was coming out of it. Ruth squeezed my other tit. Milk squirted from my nipple to my foot. I wanted to yell out at Ruth about turning me into a cow, but before I could my pussy contracted into multiple orgasms. My knees buckled and I fell to the floor. Soon I was surrounded in a puddle of milk and cum. "I'm afraid you will have to be milked 4 or 5 times a day, or your breasts will become bloated and sore. I see it effects you like it did me. When my husband was too tired to service me, I ........... let my cats do it. I loved the feel of their ruff tongues on my nipples, and they were always ready for a milky treat," Ruth said in an embarrassed voice. "None of my husbands would let me breast feed the children after they were 3. I couldn't help myself, my orgasms were addicting. I never thought that that would get passed to you Terry." Chuck and I looked at Ruth with shocked looks on our faces. But as I tried to sit up from the floor I began to understand. The larger my breasts the stronger I would cum. If I had them reduced I might never truly enjoy sex again. But there were definitely going to be problems living with these overstuffed saggy udders. I had to find out if it was worth keeping them. "Chuck I love you with all my heart, I'll let the final decision be yours, but before you decide, let me keep these breasts for a week. After that we will know what is right. I just need to know you will always be there for me." Chuck looked at me, and what I had become. The look on his face was like someone looking at a car accident while driving. It wasn't pretty but he couldn't look away. I could tell that while breasts this big were not going to be a turn on for him, still he still had an odd fascination with them. I was given a long over sized robe, and placed in a wheelchair. The 3 of us talked for hours on what our futures held. Ruth sent one of the lab tecs out for a pair of breast pumps. After about 5 hours I was glad she did. My boobs were feeling like they were going to explode from all the milk built up in them. When I was hooked up to the pumps I became lost in the high of the endorphins my body released. Ruth was giving me water so I wouldn't get dehydrated. I begged the guys to make love to me, as I sat in a pool of my own cum. Chuck now saw his duty saying, "I want to make love to you, do you want to do it in the hotel, or right here and now?" "Take me now! I need to be loved," I begged, and they rolled me over to the bed, and helped me into it. Never had any sex or drug felt so wonderful, it was the greatest narcotic of all time. Even though Chuck didn't pay much attention to my breasts, they shook from the movement from making love. I wished it would never end. "My God Terry, what happened to your beaver. It was pulsating around my dick like nothing I ever felt before," Chuck gasp after the third time he made love to me. "Take me to the hotel, I want you to ride me all night." I replied. "We better take Ruth, I don't think I can get it up again till I rest," panted Chuck. I was wheeled into the hotel, Chuck slept while Ruth made love to me. Ruth was not afraid of the over sized pillows, sucking each nipple until I was begging him to ride me. Ruth drove my body like a Ferrari. I had no idea that sex could be better then my last session with Chuck. Ruth's youth had her able to satisfy me for hours. Ruth told me, "Well I do know all the ins and outs of your body, and when my breasts were your size even when my husband was alive and pumped up full of Viagra, I still used a lot of C batteries. The question is how fat are you willing to get, I can tell you that I enjoyed sex more when I was at my fattest. You will have to decide where to draw the line." When Chuck woke from his nap we went to the Jacuzzi. I discovered in the hot tub the weight of my jugs was no longer a problem. They still got in the way of everything, but I was fully mobile. My breasts just floated on the surface two and a half feet in front of me. I grabbed one and stared sucking on a nipple. Ruth licked the other one while Chuck fingered my crotch. 2 men was definitely best of all. I awoke the next morning between the 2 people I cared most about. Each of them was using a tit as a pillow. Chuck asked me to marry him. He didn't want me to get the reduction, under the condition that Ruth would stay with us. He knew he could never keep up with my sexual appetite, and he still would get to make love to my old body. Ruth changed his name to Rob, and was the best man. Heather was maid of honor. I walked down a very short isle in a specially designed corset, as no bra could control my swaying figure. Muffy went to court trying to have me cut out of the trust fund for having a homosexual marriage, but the law said I was all woman, and had lived to my Father's terms. I was now Terri Dunmore pt6 It been almost 10 years since my big change. Chuck became the 3 victim of this body. I was riding him while he sucked one breast and Ron sucked the other. But as the others he died with a smile on his face. I've had 3 children, Muffy took me to court when the first one was born. But my son contained my Dad's D.N.A. and that's all the courts wanted to hear. I guess Ron fathered that child. Then as payback I made her have her son Leonardo's D.N.A. tested, as it turned out the kid wasn't Dad's. According to the trust and the prenup, they lost all claims of the Finn trust. The hardest thing about all this was losing Chuck, he was only fifty. I've had to give up a lot of things, and I will always need help to care for myself. My breasts require lotion to keep from chaffing and getting a rash. I can't ski, jog, or go horseback riding anymore. To walk more then a few hundred feet I must wear a corset that take 20 minutes to get on or off. I must drink at least 2 gallons of water a day because otherwise I would dehydrate because of my lactating. I must drive a car designed to be controlled only by my legs, like they use for people with no arms, as my boobs get in the way of the steering wheel. I must always use a bib when I eat, and can't even sit facing the table. I must wear very long nightshirts around the house as my breasts at now only an inch from my knees. Chuck had a special rolling table built so I can walk around the house easier. I rest my tits on it and it adjusts it's height so I can sit down or get up without too much trouble. I spend as much time in the pool as I can, as it is the only place I can move somewhat normally. Unfortunately we have had to have it covered to keep all of the Pavarotti from taking nude pictures of me. Today I got a specially made keyboard that is split into 2 sides so I can type with both hands and write this story. With each child I have gained about 20 lbs. making my jugs bigger then the old Ruth was her heaviest. The weight gain has made them even more sensitive, and Ron is trying to get me to gain even more weight. He knows I'll do anything for him. I can't wait for him to get back from the office. Guess I'll just feed the cats. Terri Dunmore