"Open wide now, and stick out your tongue."

Crushed in spirit and powerless to resist anyway, I obeyed and felt the hard clip close tightly over my dry tongue. Mouth wide open, I looked helplessly up at the sadistic Claire, who held the other end of the cord tightly in her hand.

"Come along, Patty Duck!" She smiled wickedly, "Waddle smartly, now!"

And waddle I did. With my legs taped into a tight bend, so that I could walk only on my knees and the balls of my feet, my elbows bound behind me, my head arched upwards, mouth open, tongue out, eyes wide, taped breasts swaying in front and saucy bare bottom undulating behind me, I waddled obediently behind my captress while Mavis and Sylvia followed me laughing, and after an agonizing eternity we reached the stream, where they untied my arms and untaped my legs.

"Into the water now," Claire ordered, removing the clamp from my tongue, "But don't un-tape your boobs until I give you permission!"

Knowing better than to disobey, I eased gratefully into the icey-cold water, feeling the current massage my aching limbs.

My nipples responded to the chill thrusting hard as pink pebbles against the swollen whiteness of my breasts. Gratefully, I let the water wash away the sticky perfume and woman-smell and finally pulled myself, slightly fresher now, back ashore to the waiting women.

"Don't you look sweet!" Sylvia beamed, "Mmmm! too!"

Smell nice,

"But having nothing to do, you're probably noticing the chill," Claire commented.

She was right. I was shivering dreadfully in the cool morning air.

"I know how to take care of that," Mavis smiled, "Calisthenics! Patty: Start running in place. Raise your knees high. Higher!"

"And hold your arms out straight out from your sides," Claire added, "Look how it makes your breasts sway!"

"Hold your head up. Smile now!" Sylvia put in. Of course, I obeyed every word. Even when Mavis had me cup my hands under my breasts to display them more prominently. Even when Claire had me do a series

of deep knee-bends and ordered me to slap myself resoundingly on the ass every time I straightened. Even when Sylvia produced a small camera and began taking pictures of

me this way, recording every aspect of my degrading antics as I danced before my captresses with a big smile on my lovely face.

At last, I was dry, and Claire began to remove the white surgical tape from my breasts. She pulled swiftly, savagely, painfully at the sticky stuff, and before I knew it, my treasures were bare once again.

But at least two sizes larger than they had been yesterday!

As Sylvia rubbed alcohol over my boobs, removing the last traces of stickiness, I saw how Claire's plan had worked; The tape had been tightened so as to trap blood in my mammaries, causing them to swell. And the act of ripping it off had redoubled that effect! I was now the blushing proprietor of a set of 40-D jugs that would have made any girl envious!

"Oooo!" I squealed, trying to cover the enormous things with my tiny hands, "Claire! This is just awful!" "Don't worry, Patty," She smiled, "They'll probably shrink back down in a week or so. Meantime, you're absolutely gorgeous if a little top-heavy!"

Sylvia and Mavis laughed heartily at this.

"Come on, Girls," Mavis ordered, "Back to Camp!

We have several miles to cover if we want to sleep in the spot I've picked for us tonight."

After a light breakfast (which I was required to eat totally nude and without using my hands, like some animal!) The girls set about "dressing" me for the day's hike.

"I'll let you in on a little secret, Dears," Mavis gave me that secret smile of hers as she addressed her friends, "I had a sort of premonition that one of us might lose her clothing while we were out here. So I packed a little something extra to help her out."

"Oh, Mavis!" Sylvia pouted, "You didn't bring extra clothing, did you? Oh, tell me you're not going to let her cover up those yummy curves!"

"Oh no," Sylvia's grin was wider than ever. "Our little Patty's going to be covered, but I don't think it'll spoil your fun a bit or Claire's either. I just wonder what our little Patty will think when she sees it!"

Still with that devilish smirk, Mavis reached into her pack and pulled out... four large rolls of white surgical tape!

"Here's your outfit, Dearie," She said, "And I just know We're going to love putting it on you!"

At once, I was set upon by the three lovelies, each with a roll of the strong, smooth white tape. They started at the head, jamming one of the white swimming