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taped fists over my
massive titties.
"Good idea!" Roderick chuckled. Then suddenly he reached
into another pocket and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs. Before
I knew it, be had secured my left wrist to my right forearm vice
versa, so that my arms were permanently crossed in front of my
curvaceous bare chest. I looked up at him in wonder.
"That's just to make sure you keep still while I tell you
what's going to happen," he explained, sitting back down. So that
you'll know exactly what's going to become of you and our bastard
cousin and how helpless you are to prevent any of it.
"You see. I suspected back in New York that you were up to
something, and the way your appearance was changing (I mean you
can't hide a thing like a sex change from a judge of the male form
like me!) really piqued my curiosity. So the day after you left.
I broke into your apartment and began looking through your
records!"
My eyes widened in shock as he continued:
"It was quite an interesting story I pieced together," he
said, "What with your detectives tracing Uncle Hubert's long lost
daughter to this all female circus
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