There it was impossible.

- Why did not you just say. Girls, take her to the shower!

“There are no clothes hooks in the bathroom,” said Tanya. - Undress here!

- While she undresses, you can grow old! - Lena said, and began to pull off my sweater. - Now I understand why you are still virgin!

After taking off her sweater, Lena raised my hands and held them above her head while Tanya unzipped her dog. When I stayed in my socks, the girls took me by the arms and led me to the bathroom.

“Let me wash myself,” I said.

“I won't allow it,” answered Lena. - You still do not know how to use our tap and you can not adjust the temperature of the water.

- Take off your socks, get into the bath and become a cancer, - said Tanya.

As soon as I got up on all fours, as if I was electrocuted, Lena sent a powerful stream of ice water to me from the shower.

- Oh, cold! - I moaned. - Make it warm! You are welcome!

- Nothing! Be patient! - said Lena. - Country girls must be hardened!

I was shaking from the cold. Lena poured all over me, transferring a stream from one lips to another.

“Get a little deeper and spread the buns with your hands,” she said, increasing the pressure of the water and directing the shower right into the crotch.

Now the cold was already inside, making its way deeper, through the intimate holes. My body went limp from the heat shock. I stood in the bath with cancer, putting my head on the bottom and clutching my hands in the bulging ass. The stomach was inflated from water. Through the noise and splashes, I saw several flashes and clicks.

“No one will believe if he doesn't see,” said Tanya.

Suddenly, the sound of water subsided and I felt like someone's fingers were pushing my frozen gap.

- That's awesome! - said Lena. - Ninok, come here, look! She is really a girl!

- I'm busy right now! - Naina Iosifovna’s voice came from the room.

“Okay, then look,” said Tanya. - I'll throw you pictures on the soap.

There were a few more flashes and clicks. I felt someone's fingers tickling my stiff petals.

- Have you ever masturbated? - asked Lena.

- Yes. Sometimes.

- How often?

- 5-6 times a day.

The girls laughed:

- Yes you are a nympho!

- And in the ass gave? - asked Tanya.

- Not.

“Something I can't believe,” she said. “You have a point so stretched that a bucket of water has already poured into it.”

- I myself stretched it out. - I justified.

- What?

- Fingers.

Tickling in the perineum stopped and I felt someone's finger crawling into my wide open anus.

- Do you like when you have a finger in the ass? - asked Lena.

“Yes, a little,” I admitted.

- Now you like even more!

The finger slipped and something thick and cold began to wade into my rectum.

- What is it? - I was frightened. - Do not!

- Do not be afraid! - said Lena. - Relax and enjoy!

A thick metal object penetrated deeper and deeper into me, when suddenly Naina Iosifovna heard the voice from the room:

- Lena, Tanya, finish and leave! I had an urgent business. We have to go!

The girls grabbed me by the arms:

- Let's go! Towels are not here - dry in the room.

“But I have a full belly of water.” I need to drain it first, I said.

- Then easier in the toilet. First, let's finish the conversation with the hostess. - answered Lena. - And do not you pull out what we put you. This will be your gag, so as not to spill anything.

We left the bathroom and I was again gripped by a terrible cold. I entered the room with the girls, trembling all over and leaving a wet path behind me.

“Quickly you got a tummy, Nastya,” Naina Iosifovna smiled. “I think you went into the shower as a virgin.”

- It is only on the front end! - said Lena. - Look at her from the other side!

And they with Tanya turned me backwards.

- Ah ha ha! - Naina Iosifovna snapped, but immediately pulled herself together. “My daughters are such pranksters!” Do not pay attention to them, Nastya. You fit me as a tenant.You can settle right now! You agree?

“Y-yes,” I said, shaking convulsively and chattering my teeth. - I'm with su contentment.

- That's fine! Now we urgently need to go with the girls, so we will sign an agreement tomorrow. And tomorrow you will make a deposit. And now settle down, make yourself at home. Here is the key.

Naina Iosifovna took out her thick bundle and again began to choose the appropriate key with her daughters. Finally, uncoupled one and handed me:

- Let's go check if it fits. At the same time, you will close the door behind us.

I, still naked and wet, took them to the hallway. Here was a draft. Winter air from the street blew from the kitchen into the room.

- It's cold, like in a punishment cell! - said Lena.

“I opened the windows in the kitchen to air the apartment,” Naina Iosifovna replied. - Nastya, help us get dressed soon!

Trying not to lose my balance from the trembling beat me, I helped them put on their fur coats and walked them to the elevator. Finally, locking the door behind the owners, I rushed to the toilet. As I ran around the room, I glanced at my suitcase — it was open and my belongings sloppyly stuck out of it. I looked at the table where my documents lay. Among them there was no passport and phone.

From terrible thoughts in my stomach stabbed. “Maybe the mistress took my passport by mistake? Need to call and ask! But no phone either! Suddenly took his daughters? Maybe they have not had time to go down yet and I can catch them up! ”

I ran to the front door and, unlocking it, stuck my head out. There were sounds of the descending elevator and women's voices in it. “The elevator is moving slowly, you can catch them down the stairs,” I thought. - “You just need to wear something! Pants and sweater. But the pants do not fasten on such a swollen belly! And why a sweater, if the ass is still naked! We need to do something soon, otherwise they will leave! ”

I threw open the door and, holding my belly, rushed down the stairs! With each floor their voices were getting closer. If it were not for a bucket of water in the stomach and a plug in the pope, I probably would have caught up with them. But then, having reached the first floor, I saw an open door to the street and the hostess with her daughters, who were already approaching the car. There is one last chance - to run up to the door and call them. I rushed forward, when suddenly from the street I heard a familiar voice:

- Hurry, girls! Until the door closed! Stand and smoke in the heat!

The last thing I wanted was to show Kyra and her friends the rest of my charms. Forgetting about the owner, I rushed back. Behind his back he heard the sound of footsteps and surprised exclamations that were replaced by whistles and hooting.

- Watering do not lose! - shouted Kira.

Wet now from sweat, I ran up to my eighth floor. Fortunately, there was no one on the stairs. Along the way, I reassured myself with the hope of a hostess, who herself would notice that she had accidentally taken my passport and would return. And then, she said she would come tomorrow to draw up a contract and take payment. I can wait.

Entering the apartment, I walked over to the suitcase and took out a purse with savings. He was empty. "Why? Why did they do it? After all, they are the owners of this apartment? And what should I do now? ”

I went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. Only hair remained wet. The stomach was no longer so swollen. There was a pool underfoot. Turning to the mirror booty, I saw the head of a shower head sticking out of it. Her holes look up and out of them hits a small fountain.

I tried to take it out, but I felt pain. The ribbed handle of the watering can is tightly stuck in the rectum. I squatted down and began to push. And how they managed so quickly to shove it into me! The doorbell rang.

“Have returned! I did not even have time to clean up! Well, all at once and find out! "

Throwing out the push, I ran to the front door and threw it open. In front of me were five students headed by Kira.