Catherine wasn't keen on playing tennis, but she knew that if she was to make any progress then it was essential to gain her patient's - as she thought of him - confidence. "OK," she said.
"Let's make it a doubles," Rockwood said. Suddenly the three "dream girls" from before appeared, still with the same outlandish bodies - though to be fair the black girl, the one who was neither pregnant nor having an extra pair of breasts, had a body that wasn't much more extreme than Catherine's own. All three were attired in tennis dresses.
"Rani had better be the umpire," Rockwood said. An umpire's chair appeared and, with some difficulty, the hugely pregnant and very busty Indian girl climbed the steps and sat down. "Catherine, you can partner Cleo" - he gestured at the black girl - "and I will partner Ellie".
Catherine wondered which of the two girls was likely to be the better player. Ellie was quite a bit taller, but against that she had a second pair of breasts to cope with. "All right."
"To make it more interesting, let's have a wager on the outcome. We'll play one set. If your team wins, I'll answer any questions you care to ask me as fully and honestly as I can. But if your team loses, I get to dress you however I like for the remainder of your stay.
"But you could do that anyway."
"I suppose I could. But where would be the fun in that?"
"Very well then, I accept the wager, so long as you promise not to cheat. As it's your dream, you could do that very easily."
"I promise. Would you like to serve first?"
Catherine started with two serves into the net. 0-15. As she had said, she was not a very good player, and it had been years since she had played. Things went a little better after that, but the game was still lost to 30. It was already clear that Rockwood was quite a useful player. As against that, his partner Ellie seemed pretty clueless, whereas Cleo wasn't at all bad, especially considering her huge boobs and hips.
As well as losing the opening game, Catherine had another problem. Every time she served or went for an overhead, or stretched to either side, the top of her dress rubbed against her nipples. She soon began to feel aroused. By the time that her side had lost the second game, to go 0-2 down, her nipples had become erect, which made the rubbing even worse.
By the time that she and her partner had fallen 1-4 behind, Catherine could stand it no longer. Her breath was coming in gasps, and she could think of nothing but the desire to play with herself, which she was stubbornly resisting. "I concede!" she said. "You win."
Rockwood smiled. "Thank you. I hope you will agree that the match was fair. It is time for your forfeit."
Catherine is:
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