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The Restaurant Part Five Publishing date - - about 270 years in your future. (In the past few chapters) We have learned that The Restaurant always delivers satisfaction, happiness, and fulfillment. But, those goals are just the first rung of ladder, a very tall ladder. The Restaurant always strives to go another rung higher, no matter how many rungs you have already reached. (In the past fews weeks) Jack's whole body (except his brain and most of the nerve cells in his body) had been disolved, and then rebuilt, cell by cell, into what he is now. Mostly, the nerves in his brain had remained the same - some old ones were gone, some new ones had grown, but overall it was mostly the same - well kind of. The changes were just to support his new biology - but that was the thing, wasn't it. It seemed that perhaps more changes were happening now, and who knows what changes are to come? (In the past few days) Jack (now Monique) was really, really enjoying serving meals at The Restaurant. Each day seemed better than the one before. It is now his fourth day as a server at The Restaurant. (Present) "Monique, time for a lunch for you," today's Monique told me. She was the one with the long coppery hair in waves down to her knees, the one who had just helped me serve a frozen vodka martini. She went to a serving station - these were constantly refilled, but I never really saw how - and brought out a huge cheeseburger and french fries, a really big drink cup, and a chocolate pudding parfait. She set them on a little stand that was beside me and my "serving table". She loosed my hands, and as I smelled the cheeseburger, I realized I was so hungry! Monique adjust the serving table and raised up my back and head, so I was mostly sitting up - even though my legs were still spread wide apart with my feet in the stirrups. I took a bite of the cheeseburger, and it tasted so good, I started eating it, perhaps kind of quickly. I hadn't realized how hungry I was, nor how thirsty. This was the way it had been the past few days - I wasn't hungry until someone gave me food, and then I could eat much more than I ever had before - and drink so much more too. I suppose it was all the milk my bosoms were making - all that lactation needed lots of nutrients and lots of liquids to keep going. I ate the cheeseburger and all of the fries and drank the whole drink cup. I was still thirsty, so I asked Monique for more and she filled that really big drink cup again, and I drank all that down too, while I was eating the chocolate parfait desert. As Monique had told me earlier, my bosoms were "hitting their stride" so to speak. Unless I was was nursed, or unless I pumped them, after about one hour they would become so engorged with milk that they would start leaking it out - or even squirting it out - all by themselves. And I had to drink so much liquid now to replace all the liquids from the milk my bosoms made. When the burger, fries, and parfait were done, Monique brought me one other treat - - an ice cream sunday. It had lots of strawberries and pineapple sauce and whipped cream. I realized I was still hungry and I ate it too, it was delicious. "That's got lots of calcium, you need that for sure!" she said, giving one of my bosoms a little squeeze. When I was finished she leaned over, and smiling at me, gave me a kiss on my forehead. As she did this, her breasts rubbed over mine, and that felt so nice. Dribbles of milk came out of her nipples and leaked onto my own breasts. My own legs were still spread wide open; my feet were still strapped into the stirrups of the serving table. "I know where some more calcium is," I said, and reached down and gently guided one of her breasts to my mouth. It was so big - but even as large as it was, it was very firm - and turgid, and engorged, and her aureoles were swollen and puffy, and her nipple looked so fattened that I imagined it was just about to pop - and I put it in my mouth and gave it a slow lick, and milk just gushed out of it, without me even having to suck. Monique closed her eyes and leaned closer to me, pushing her breast all over my face, and now I did start to suck on her big nipple - gently at first, and then more strongly, drawing it deeper and deeper into my mouth. Her milk was so luscious - it was as rich as melted ice cream, and I drank it down. It was like nothing I had ever tasted before - but that is the way it was, each time a Monique let me nurse her bosoms - every time was so altogether different, each an experience like nothing else in your life would ever be, could ever be again. This time it tasted like nudity, fantastic and totally free nudity - as I drank her milk I felt myself laying on a beach with the hot, hot sun shining down - shining on every part of my body, even my breasts and my pussy, heating them, heating every part of me. My legs were in the gentle cooling waves of ocean water as they washed over me, washing over and up to my knees, and then up more to even my pussy. It felt so good, the oh-so- pleasant waves washing all over my legs and pussy with each gentle wave, and as I nursed more and more milk from Monique's bosom I could actually feel the kind, soft ocean waves moving higher, and they washed up over my own breasts with their wet ocean massage. I actually felt all of this as I nursed Monique's bosom. Somehow, this was how the milk from our breasts worked. I felt the feelings with my own body - I actually felt the warm sun and the cool waves. And at the same time I felt Monique pushing her breast further onto my face now - her oversized aureole was all over my face - it was all I could see, and I gently massaged her bosom with my fingers as I nursed on it, both to help more milk come out and to make a space around her nipple and aureole so I could breath. Her bosom was so large it covered my face as she leaned over me. It was quite a bit larger than my entire head. The milk from Monique's bosom tasted like pure nudity, and it was getting powerful now - like you were standing there one minute, fully clothed, and then all of a sudden, every bit of fabric you were wearing was ripped off in a blinding flash! The flavor and feeling kept getting stronger and stronger, the more milk I drank from her bosom. I was nude, and she was nude, and all the feelings of nude poured into me from the milk in her breast. I tasted the flavor of pure nudity it in her milk, and then she reached down and put her hand on my sex. My spread apart leqs quivered. She pressed her fingers against my pussy lips, and my wide open legs started to shake. I nursed more milk from her bosom, and the feelings, the flavors, got even stronger. God, I was nude, completely nude and open to this woman - nude, Nude. I was Nude and I was tasting nude from her bosom. Her milk made me feel I was still nude on the beach, half in the ocean waves, half out, my nude bosoms warmed by the hot sun and cooled by the ocean waves, and the heat of the sun kept getting warmer. The wet massage of the ocean waves and the heat of the sun on every part of my naked body made me feel so warm and soft and good, and I almost could not stay awake any longer - but the waves got larger and were washing all around my own bosoms now, tossing them around as the water washed over me. I nursed Monique's milk from her bosom, and this made me feel sweet ocean breezes blowing over every part of my body, even over my lips, even over my eyelashes. Then Monique twisted her hand on my pussy, opening up my outer lips and inner lips both at the same time, and pushed some fingers up into my vagina, and it was like I melted, melted into the ocean waves, from the top of my head to the bottom of my toes. My whole body now was only ocean waves breaking upon the sand, warmed by the sun - except for two parts - I could still feel my mouth nursing Monique's bosom, and I could still feel her hand cupping my pussy and her fingers within me down there. Every other part of my body was somehow now waves, gentle ocean waves getting warmed by the sun. Monique shifted and put her other breast into my mouth, and this gentle warm feeling doubled as I nursed it. I felt waves of her milk going into me, and at the same time I was somehow ocean waves gently flowing up and down the beach, under the sun. Monique rubbed her fingers slowly inside my vagina, waving them around inside me so slowly, so quitely that it made me feel even better, even warmer, if that was possible. With her touches it was likes waves were even in my vagina now. I was happy - happy like I had never been before, never in my whole life. This was the happiest a person could ever be. I nursed on her breast, closing my eyes. She moved one hand to my head and gently massaged me with waves of her fingers, her palm, ever so lightly. She moved the fingers of her other hand inside my vagina, and now waves of pleasure filled my vagina, my whole pussy, my whole body, and then waves of sleepiness and dreams came. I think I went to sleep dreaming more and more of waves and of the ocean. I woke up some time later feeling Monique stroking my forehead, then around my cheeks, and it felt so nice. I realized her bosom was still in my mouth and I was still nursing it - I must have been nursing it even as I slept, but now I had to yawn, and as I did that her nipple slipped out of my mouth and Monique got up. I felt her fingers pulling out of my vagina, too, slowly and gently, and that felt so nice, and I was so glad that those fingers had been inside me while I was sleeping. "I hope you had the most wonderful nap of your life, Monique," Monique said to me, smiling and looking down at me. She was so beautiful, I couldn't believe any woman could ever be so beautiful as her. Looking at the ceiling mirror, I could see that I was just as beautiful - probably even more so than her. "Time for a clean-up, Monique" she said to me, as she reached down and unstrapped my right ankle from the stirrup, and then then left. "Stand up with me, please" she said. I did so, and I was still just a little bit drunk from serving the Vodka Martini, but I was okay. "Do you want to do a shower? Or, if you like, we could do the living tub instead. It's like a hot tub, if you want to try it." "Oh, the living tub sounds good," I said, still a bit sleepy, and still a bit intoxicated from serving the frozen vodka martini. "I love hot tubs." "Wonderful choice, Monique - I will do it with you, and we will both get clean together. Follow me." We were both nude - and I had been nude, completely nude for these last few days since I had become a server in The Restaurant. I hadn't really noticed my nudity before. But now, since I tasted what nudity was from Monique's breasts, now I did notice that I was nude, and had been nude for these past few days - and it was sexy! God my body felt so full of sex! My breasts were big - big beyond double D cups - those were like nothing. Mine were like M-cups maybe. But who knew what size they really were. As we walked, I could feel my pussy parts rubbing around between my legs. I hadn't noticed this before when I was walking, not really. I felt my clitoris being rubbed between my pussy lips with each step I took. It was like my vagina was getting a wonderful gentle massages from my legs and hips as I walked, as my legs moved. This felt really good! I liked it a lot! Then, suddenly, I felt my entire body anew. I felt every part of me was somehow brand new - and I suddenly felt like I was just a Living Thing Of SEX. One minute ago I had been Monique - a very pretty pretty woman indeed, and I had been walking with copper-haird Monique - and now my body was just SEX - SEX SLAMMED INTO ME! I WAS SMASHED WITH SEX, BASHED WITH SEX right then and there. My breasts bounced up and down AND MILK GUSHED OUT OF MY NIPPLES, squirting all over the floor. I was now just Bosoms and Pussy. My body walked along with Monique for a few more steps, but then it got stronger and stronger, and I was just sex, Sex, SEX. I dropped to the floor and was quivering all over in the most intense orgasm I could possibly imagine. Waves and waves of pleasure were crashing into my body from my pussy, which was convulsing and squeezing and squirming with an impossible orgasm. Milk was squirting out of my nipples all over everywhere. SEX SEX SEX smashed into my mind. S E X S E X S E X It felt like rocks were smashing into my pussy - hundreds of rocks, but they were good rocks, soft rocks, and each rock was hitting me with pleasure, so much pleasure, everywhere and every part of my vagina was being smashed with SEX, SEX, and more SEX! SEX SMASHED INTO ME - SEX WAS ALL I WAS - I WAS A PUSSY AND I WAS TWO BOSOMS AND I WAS MILK. I couldn't stop writhing around on the floor. Milk gushed out of my nipples. I was in such an orgasm that there was nothing else in the world. My pussy squirmed and squeezed and pulsed. I felt each and every single cell of vagina exploding with pleasure!!!! MILLIONS of them - millions and millions of cells in my pussy were shooting wave after wave of pleasure into my pussy, my clitoris, and even up into my bosoms. There wasn't anything else - I had no other body parts anymore, and all I could feel was pleasure, pleasure, pleasure from this non-stop orgasm. My bosoms were alive. MY BOSOMS HAD BECOME ALIVE AND WERE SHOOTING OUT MILK EVERYWHERE. I WAS JUST A LIVING THING OF SEX, and orgasm after orgasm after orgasm hit me, and SEX smashed my brains like an avalanche - SEX, SEX, I was just SEX, in a sexual rapture the like of which was so powerful it couldn't even be possible! My vagina and clitoris were in charge of every single muscle in my body now - I had no control at all. SEX and PLEASURE smashing into me from my vagina, into every part of my body - SEX SLAMMED INTO MY MIND FROM MY PUSSY, and from my BOSOMS too; God, my whole self was just sex, sex sex, and that was all I was. Milk squirted out of my bosoms, juice dripped out of my pussy, I was wet, so wet - wet with pussy juice, wet with milk dribbling all over me. Muy pussy squeezed down with S H A T T E R I N G - U N I M A G I N A B L E P L E A S U R E ! ! ! ! ! It was like an explosion of dynamite had gone off in the pleasure center inside my brain. B A M, B A M, B A M went my vagina as it sqeezed down with orgasmic convulsions, and milk squirted out of my nipples. I Could Not Feel even a single part of my body except for my bosoms and pussy. I felt only SEX, and SEX, and MORE SEX. I WAS JUST SEX NOW - THAT'S ALL I WAS! All of a sudden it felt like runaway locomotive had smashed right into my vagina, firing off every single nerve cell inside of it. Crash and Bang and Smash, my vagina was battered with wild spasms and each and every spasm screamed SEX into my brain! My orgasms were utterly beyond belief - it was like a stampede of elephants trampling the inside of my vagina and every step they took filled my vagina with pleasure. Now it felt like a five hundred pound bomb had gone off inside my pussy and was smashing me with the ultimate triumph of orgasms - every single atom in my entire pussy was orgasming with pleasure. "Unn Unn Unn..." was coming out of my throat. I had no control over any part of my body. My body seemed liked it had ony two parts now - Bosoms and Pussy - Bosoms and Pussy. That's all that I was. SEX - SEX - SEX - the feeling SMASHED into my brain. SEX SEX SEX BOSOMS BOSOMS BOSOMS MILK PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY BLASTED INTO ME ONE HURDRED TIMES HARDER, a thousand times harder, there was no room left in my brain except SEX SEX SEX. I WAS A VAGINA AND BOSOMS AND MILK, an orgasming Vagina with Bosoms and Nothing Else At All. That's all that I was now, I writhed on the floor with the most unimaginably powerful orgasm there could ever be, and before it stopped or even slowed down another one hit me - hit hard into my pussy and into my bosoms. Juice leaded out of my pussy. Milk squirted out of my nipples, landing on me and dripping everywhere, and it would not stop! My orgasms just kept going and going and going. Finally, after maybe ten or fifteen minutes, it slowed down, and then stopped, and I could think again. "Oh my," Monique said to me. "I think you had a little orgasm there. That sometimes happens to us Moniques. Sometimes, when we walk, our clitoris gets stimulated, maybe even our vagina too - just from the motion of walking." I looked over at her. We were both on the floor now. I was lying there all wet milk and pussy juice, and Monique was sitting on the floor beside me. "It looks like your orgasm was quite small and very short , so it's not anything to worry about. I can promise you will have much better ones - much stronger and much longer lasting. "Very much stronger, and quite a bit longer too," this Monique thought to herself as she looked down at me. "Here, let me help you stand up again," coppery hair Monique said, and leaned over to give me a hand and helped me to stand up. Her breasts hung down into my face as she did this. I knew huge. Coppery Monique's bosoms were awesomely huge - and firm, and they weren't saggy at all. I couldn't even imagine what size they were, only that I thought watermelons were maybe like that size. Mine were bigger still, and they weren't saggy either. "We will walk a little more carefully now - try not to excite yourself quite so much," she said to me. I was mostly recovered now and walked along beside Monique. I don't think her advice helped. My body was still quite excited with sex. I glanced down to Coppery Monique's pussy. It looked beautiful to me. As we walked together I kept trying to peek at Monique's pussy out of the corner of my eye. I wished I could just push her down onto the floor, spread her legs and kiss her pussy twelve ways till Tuesday. I wanted to do this, so much, so very very much. I imagined she would let me, and I even was just about to ask her - but she said "Here we are, Monique - still want the living tub? I do. So let's both do it - we will get clean and fresh together, ready for the next meal. We are both going to be serving together tonight. I will be right there along with you, side by side, like we were twins." I said, "Then let's both do the living tub together too, like twins - I'm ready." And Monique led us to what looked just like a hot tub set into the floor. There were no bubbles, or steam, but otherwise it looked just like a hot tub filled with water. "Let's climb in," Monique said. "Do it slowly. That's not really water you see - it's not really like a hot tub that much. It's more like a bed that you lay down on. So step gently onto it until your feet are near the middle, then slowly lay down, and it will clean you, even better than a shower. Plus, you get a massage. So it's like a wonderful trip to the spa. You will like it - I know I do!" Monique stepped into the tub - but her feet didn't go down into the "water". It looked like water, but clearly it wasn't. She took a few small steps and when she was near the middle of the tub she lay down on her back, spreading her coppery hair back and around as she lay down. "Come on, Monique, just do like I did" she said. So I stepped onto the tub - it felt kind of like walking on a couch, maybe, and lay down next to Monique, spreading my hair back and to the sides just as she had done. The stuff in the tub was not water - it felt like a kind of wonderfully soft-gentle-warm leather and it was quite nice and warm against my back. "Now just relax, and let the living tub do all the work," Monique said to me, and I felt myself starting to slowly sink into the tub stuff. Deeper and deeper I went down into the tub stuff, and it's smooth, warm and soft leathery feeling was wrapping around my legs and arms as I sunk down. "This feels really nice" I thought to myself. Soon my whole body was down inside the living tub, all but my head, which was pillowed on the top surface. It really did feel good - it was warm like a regular hot tub, just not wet. I looked over at Monique and she had also sunk down into the tub just like me, all but her head. Then I felt the tub stuff start to move around. It was massaging my back, pressing into my muscles there, and it felt fantastic! This massage was so good - better than any massage I had ever had in my whole life. Firm strong bumps of the soft leathery tub stuff rubbed deep into my back, into my spine. Fingers of the tub stuff became hard like stones and slid along my back, from the spine out to my sides, one after the other in a procession from top to bottom, and then the whole thing started again. Then there were hot spots starting form, and travelling up and down my body, like a hot stone massage, only with moving stones. Monique looked over at me and said, "It's like the whole tub is a big muscle, Monique. But it's also like a lot of small muscles too. Just let it flow all around wherever it wants and do whatever it wants. It's like a whole body flowing massage. Relax and enjoy. Only servers at The Restaurant get to use the Living Tub - not even customers get to do this." And so that's what I did, relaxed and enjoyed this most wonderful massage. It felt like there were ten or twenty piano players on my back, each one imagining my back was a piano and they all tried to play a wonderful concert on me, and then on my legs, and arms and even the front of my body, and it was SO GOOD! Now I felt fingers of the tub thing massaging me from my heels then up my legs, over my bottom, onto my back, and all the way to my neck. It took about ten seconds for each wave of the massage to go from the bottom of my legs to my neck, and I just laid there in the tub thing and enjoyed it. It rubbed me from my toes to shoulders in wave after wave, and did the same to my arms, massaging from the tip of each and every single finger all the way in to my shoulders. This was the best massage ever! I thought it felt like a dozen massueses massaging me all at the same time, and each and every one of them was a master of massage, and each and every one of them was trying to do better than all of the other ones. I was so warm, and it was so relaxing, and I was so massagged everywhere, This is the best place in the world to be ever, I was thinking. I felt like melted butter inside this living tub. After many minutes of this heaven, the tub stuff firmed up around my arms and legs - gentle still, but now getting firm and perhaps more strong, exerting an increasing amount of control - and all the while massaging them quite wonderfully. Now it started massing my breasts - and that felt wonderful. I looked down and I could see my breasts right through the tub stuff - it was clear like swimming pool water. My bosoms were moving all around as the tub stuff squeezed and massaged them. Then I felt it moving around my nipple, and the stuff was rubbing around on both of them. My aureoles and nipples had become so sensitive that even small touches sent electric feelings throughout my entire bosoms - and even deep within my body - but the warm, gentle feeling of the tub stuff felt grand as it squished around on my aureoles and nipples. Then it changed from rubbing to sucking, and milk was coming out of both my nipples. I looked down - the tub stuff was still massaging my breasts all over; they were moving all around as the tub stuff pushed and pulled on them, but my nipples were really extended - it was sucking on them, pulling them further and further out, my nipples were like a few inches out. Milk was squirting out of those distended nipples right into the tub stuff, going into it. All of a sudden the tub stuff firmed up even more strongly around my legs and started pulling them apart. It didn't hurt - in fact it felt quite good, and it was massing them still. Bbut pull them apart it did until they were spread as wide as they could get Then, it firmed itself around them - around my thighs, shins, feet, still massaging each and every part of them. My legs were spread so far apart inside the tub stuff. I could not move them - and I didn't really want to, either. Now I felt the tub stuff squirming around on pussy. It started to feel wet down there, and then in went the tub stuff , right into my vagina. It was just a small amount at first, but in and in more of it went, filling my vagina more and more. And that was not all - it started rubbing all over my clitoris, and at the same time it was sucking more strongly on my aureoles and nipples both. I couldn't see my pussy, but I could look down into the clear stuff and see my breasts - they were moving around with the massage, and the aureoles were being sucked into big cones. My nipples were being sucked about two or three or four inches out from the rest of my breasts as this was happening. I felt the tub stuff rubbing all over my areoles and all over my nipples. It sucked and more and more. Milk was squirting out of me into the tub stuff, and the milk was just kind of going into it and then moving down deeper into the tub, I couldn't really see where. Now the tub stuff was filling my vagina, and it started going in and out of me, and it rubbed my clitoris too. I tried to wiggle my legs because I was getting really excited, but the tub stuff held them firm. Firm and spread as wide apart as they could possibly get. Firm like the Rock of Gibralter, and yet this marvelous tub stuff massaged them quite wonderfully. But move my legs I could not. The same was happening now with my arms - they were held just as firm by the tub stuff, which had moved them wide apart. I was spread apart kind of like a starfish, in this big tub of living clear, strong stuff. Monique with the coppery hair beside me started moaning - I looked at her, and she really looked happy - there was a big smile on her face, and she started breathing harder and harder. "Oohh, oohh, unnhh, unnhh, UNN, UNN, UNNNNNN" and then Coppery Monique was having an orgasm, that was clear. This tub stuff was going harder and faster in and out of my vagina now, in and out, and then it started twisting around inside of me too, spinning and twisting up inside my vagina even as it went in and out. I felt part of it grab onto cervix - it squeezed on it, holding it, moving it around and around and spinning around on it. I was so excited I was just about to explode with an orgasm, and then the tub stuff grabbed the cheeks of my bottom with suction and spread them wide apart. In it went up inside my bottom, into the inside of me down there. Deeper and deeper I felt it going up inside my bottom with more and more of itself, and bigger and more swollen it felt in there, spreading me wide and putting more and more of its stuff inside my bottom, deeper and deeper and deeper into my insides. I could feel it massaging me from the inside - way up inside my belly parts. It was like tiny fingers were all over my insides. Then it started doing the tiny fingers thing up inside my vagina too - it was like ten or twenty or maybe even fifty tiny fingers were rubbing my vaginal walls, and then it sucked and rubbed my clitoris and cervice both, more and more until I orgasmed. Orgasm I did, for minutes it seemed to me, as it sucked my bosoms stronger and stronger! Milk was just pouring out of both of my nipples into that tub stuff. The tub thing was rubbing my clitoris with the ultra tiny fingers now, and it massaged my breasts with hundreds of tiny fingers, and all up my insides, and this was suddenly a spectacular orgasm - my whole body lost all control and I was just feeling my vagaina pulse and squeeze and smash my whole entire body with feelings. All of a sudden the feeling of the tub stuff turned from warm leather to warm wet, and it was like I was inside of a huge wet jellyfish thing. It pushed up inside my vagina quite strongly now, filling me full and pushing harder, and I think parts of it even went up inside my cervix into my uterus. It was wet now - everywhere, the whole tub thing had turned wet. It grabbed wetly all around my legs even harder, and pulled them, stretching them out sideways as stretched out as they could possibl be. It didn't hurt, in fact it felt so good I could hardly stand it - but it kept them spread wide apart and pulled on them as if to see if it could get them even wider apart still. At the same time it pushed even more of itself up inside my vagina, then pulled itself all the way out of my vagina, then all the way in again, stuffing me and emptying me, stuffing me and emptying again and again, and it was slamming up into my cervix each time. My whole body was rocking with an orgasm of such power I couldn't understand it, I could hardly even think. My vagina squeezed in pulse after pulse after pulse of rocking orgasm that took over my whole self. I was moaning now, and so was Monique beside me, we were both out of control. The watery tub stuff held both of us spread-eagled while our bodies quivered inside of it. Both of us were shattered with orgasm after unstoppable orgasm. I still saw milk squirting out of our breasts - hers and mine too, going into the tub thing. Coppery Monique's head was writhing around some, as was mine, but the tub thing held our bodies so firmly we weren't able to move around at all. Now the tub thing started going into my urethra, where my pee came out. I felt it opening that little place down there in me and going in, and it made me feel like I had to pee. I felt more and more stuff going in me, and it was even filling my bladder with itself, and then it started tickling me around inside there with tiny little wet fingers deep inside my belly. Now it felt like I really, really had to pee and I couldn't stop myself, the pee was just coming out - only I was peeing out the wet tub stuff instead of pee, and all of it finally left my bladder. All of this while I was coming down from my last orgasm. The thing had stopped rubbing my clitoris, but quite a large amount of it was still stuffed up in my vagina - so much was up inside me there it felt like maybe I had a basketball inside me. And it was wet - not just wet in there, but wet all over my whole body, washing me kind of, even up inside my bottom. And then it started pulling me down, and my head sunk down into the stuff - it covered my ears - and even went into them - and then my mouth, and then my nose, and I was afraid I would smother for a minute. It just kept going inside my nose and in my mouth, this rubbing wet thing. Down my mouth and nose and down into my lungs. It didn't hurt, and I just kept breathing - only I was somehow breathing the wet stuff now. The same happened to Coppery Monique I saw just before my head went under. It pushed my jaw wide open and held it there - pushing more and more of itself into my mouth, and it was wet now, not leathery, and down my throat it went, into my lungs, and even into my stomach. Tiny wet fingers rubbed all over me inside of my body, inside my mouth, all around my tongue, pretty much everywhere, even in my ears. It was pulling my hair this way and that too - washing it, I guessed, like a shampoo. It was squirming around up inside my vagina, rubbing with dozens and dozens of the little wet finger things there too. The sucking on my breasts never stopped. I kept squirting more and more milk out into the tub stuff. My breasts felt really, really, really good, especially around the aureoles and the the nipples, where the sucking was the strongest. My nipples were sucked out inches from the rest of my breasts, this stuff was sucking so strongly on them. It was still stretching my legs apart, with my vagina wide open and filled full to the brim with the tub stuff, but it felt really, really good. I think it started to pull out of my bottom, because I felt less full down there. It relaxed my legs now, and I felt it slowly sliding out of my vagina, and soon I was empty down there. The same thing was happening to my mouth now - it still held my mouth wide open, but the wet stuff was definitely flowing out of my mouth now. It pushed my head up back into the air, as the stuff flowed all by itself out of my lungs and stomach. I started to breath air again. When it was all out of my insides, it slowed its crazed sucking on my bosoms - it slowed down, and then stopped, and I looked at them and saw the last bits of my milk going somewhere down inside the tub thing. The dry, warm, soft leather feel came back now as it started pushing my body back up to the top. After a minute or two, Monique and I were laying naked on top of the tub thing, just like we had started out when we had first lay down on it. "God, that was good" Monique said to me, with a huge smile, as she lay beside me. "I want to do it again," I said, "again and again and again!" "You can, Monique - whenever you need a cleaning. But just not right now. Let's get up." And we both got up and stepped out of the tub back onto the floor. I felt totally clean, cleaner than I had ever been in my whole life. My hair was completely dry. Monique's copper hair looked fantastic, hanging in gentle curves down to her knees. Her breasts were so big, and her aureoles and nipples were swollen and pink from all the sucking - I looked down and mine were the same. God, my breasts were big, I thought. I seemed to be thinking that a lot, but it was true. And they were heavy, pounds and pounds and pounds of bosom pulling down on my chest, and both of my big swollen nipples stuck way out. "Let's get dressed now and enjoy this nice, clean feeling" Monique said to me. I hadn't thought about it, but I had not worn any clothes since I had been turned into Monique - none except for that Teddy on my very first day. Somehow it just seemed natural to me to be naked, since I was a woman. Most all of the other Moniques were naked most of the time too - I just hadn't thought about it much - but I had noticed how beautiful and sexy they all were. Monique said, "Let's go to the dressing room and wear something fun. It will be an hour or so before our breasts get so engorged that they either need pumping or nursing, so we can enjoy some clothes for just a bit." I followed her and she opened the door to a room with some closets and dresser drawers and mirrors and things. She opened a drawer and pulled out something and handed it to me. "Wear this," she said, holding it out. It was like a swimsuit, kind of. "It's an all-in-one girdle. Here, I will show you how to put it on." She reached into the drawer and pulled out another one that was just the same. Mine was white and hers was skin-toned. She held it down and stepped one foot into it and then the other, and then pulled it up her legs, then up her stomach, and fit her huge bosoms into the really big cups of the thing as she pulled the straps over her shoulder. God, that was sexy, watching her dress in that girdle. "Your turn" she said to me as she squeezed around on her bosoms, adjusting the cups around her massive breasts. So I did just as she had, stepping into it and pulling it up, pulling it up to my pussy, past my belly button, and then over my even bigger breasts. The cups were really really large, but my breasts were even larger, and it was a struggle to get them into the cups and get my arms through the straps, finally getting the straps up and over on my shoulders. Imagine putting watermelons into bra cup. Now imagine putting pumpkins in there - I was somewhere in between those two, maybe. The bra part pulled down on the shoulder straps - from the heavy weight of my breasts. Monique's breasts and mine were really huge, but they were not saggy - they stood out quite far and quite well all by themselves, and we really didn't need bras, but this felt good, to have them held and gently squeezed by the cups in the all-in-one girdle. This girdle was firm and tight. It pressed against my pussy lips too, and that also felt really, really good. I looked in the mirror, and - - - OH My God I WAS SO SEXY LOOKING. I was more beautiful than any model I had ever seen in any magazine. Monique was better looking than any model I had ever seen, too, and I was even more beautiful than her. My hair hung down in beautiful waves, down the back of the all-in-one girdle. My breasts filled these huge cups, and I could see my nipples - they were big bumps pressing out from within the enourmous cups. I took a few steps around, watching myself in the mirror, and it was like I had been poured into that girdle, it fit so well. I looked SO SEXY! The material of the cups was made with the patterns of roses. In between the cups there was a yellow butterfly - it was small, like the size of a quarter, but it had astounding colors - it almost glowed, it was so colourful. Sparkles glistened off the wings. While it was made of thread, it was some kind of sparkling colorful thread that made it look as if was made of beautiful crystals - it sparkled like diamonds. My pussy looked like the hottest, sexiest thing I had ever imagined. Monique's did too, I couldn't stand it! I almost had an orgasm just watching how sexy my bosoms and pussy looked, held inside of that girdle. I thought I was going to have another one of those spontaneous orgasms, just like I had right before the living tub. "Don't get too excited with yourself, Monique," Coppery Monique said to me, and she distracted me by rubbing along my my back and ribs. "You have lots more excitement to come today - remember, we serve a seafood menu tonight. Don't think about yourself so much - think about the menu, and how you can serve The Restaurant, and how you can feed the Customers. If you do that, then every desire you have ever had will be fullfilled. Fulfilled and more, I promise you this." "Monique," I said, "I don't know about the menu, but I can tell you this for true - I am really, really, really excited about serving dinner tonight. I want to make it the best one that there ever could be!" Monique smiled and said to me, "And so you shall. At The Restaurant tonight. Both you and the customers will get everything they ever wanted this evening.' "Monique," I said, "I know that it should be the diner's best possible experience - but I am wishing for even more than that - even more than anything a person could possibly imagine. I want tonight's meal to be like the most smashing evening of our Customer's whole, entire life." Moniqe smiled at me and said, "That's exactly what all of us Moiques want," Monique said. "Each and every day, we want that exact thing. Just you wait - don't worry, all of this will happen." Monique said to me, "Tonight will be a smashing success." I did want exactly such a thing to happen - I felt it with my body, I felt it with my pussy, I felt it with my bosoms, my nipples, and even my aureoles. I was ready, I knew I was ready for my biggest dining experience ever. My pussy felt ready. My clitoris felt ready. My bosoms were ready. My aureloes were starting to look like swollen water-balloons about to burst open. My nipples were so big even I couldn't believe it - and milk was just about to start leaking out of them. Tonight was going to be the best dinner ever.