I hesitated for a moment and then followed, blushing furiously.Upon arriving in the back, Diane produced a battered tailor's measuring tape and looked at Wendy. "You need to pull up the shirt so I can see your tail, dearie," she commented. "Tails aren't all the same size, and I want to be sure you don't purchase anything which will bind or pull on your tail."Wendy started blushing, but pulled up the shirt. For the first time I saw what appeared to be a rabbit's tail emerging from her lower back. The top had the same chestnut brown pattern as her hair, while the underside was white. The tail twitched a couple times before settling down and Diane was able to start making measurements. Her motions were practiced and methodical, with quick measurements around Wendy's hips, waist and tail. She then looked at Wendy and continued by measuring above and around Wendy's breasts and along Wendy's legs. I did see that Diane's hand seemed to linger just a moment on Wendy's thigh before she. I was so fucking scared that I couldn’t move.We weren’t alone. The girlfriend was there as well. She sat tucked next to him, gripping Bec’s legs as she helped the man pin my poor roommate in place. What was her name? Pearl, that’s it. And his name was Dan. They seemed so nice before.I figured they were pretending because the shrink was around. But he was gone so they’d stopped pretending to be nice.I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. That’s how people are.I was shaking like a leaf. I was trapped in place by that desperate stare. Trapped in place by my own cowardice. Trapped in place by my own terror. She needed to be rescued and I could do nothing. I felt so useless. I’m so pathetic.Another huge man stepped through the door. I squeaked in terror and tried to disappear backwards through the wall behind me.It was the father. He looked back and forth between Bec and me. He glared at me like he was angry. I don’t know why. I never did anything to him but he was so angry. I kept trying to.
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