"Nice," grinned the salesman as a large-breasted blonde flashed onto the bed next to the twin Bambis.
"What the hell?" asked Karyn, looking around the room and spotting the skeleton pendant, "Jon?"
"I wish my best friend was topless and horny as hell," said the salesman proudly and, in an instant, Karyn's shirt and bra vanished, revealing her recently-enlarged breasts in all their glory. She breathed in heavily as she felt an intense warmth in her crotch. She wanted, desperately, to be fucked.
Unable to control herself, Karyn fell back against the bread, spreading her legs wide. The salesman approached, more than ready for some fucking himself.
"This is my husband," beamed Bambi proudly, at the gasping Karyn.
"Thanks for the info," grunted Karyn, just as the salesman was about to mount her, "I wish my husband was a pig."
There was a rather loud squeal as the salesman's underwear fell to the floor, wrapped around a rather large and rather ugly swine. It ran, manically, around the floor, unsure or whether to escape or stick around.
"Oh, fuck," gasped Karyn, "I still need someone to finish me off."
