The replacements had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Whose thighs were
these and what happened to mine? I spent the entire summer looking for
my thighs. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my
Then the thieves struck again. My ass was next. I knew it was the
same gang, because they took pains to match my new rear end to the
thighs they had stuck me with earlier.
But my new ass was attached at least three inches lower than my
original! I realized I'd have to give up my jeans in favor of long
Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was
fixing my hair and was horrified to see the flesh of my upper arms swing
to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really getting
scary - my body was being replaced one section at a time. What could
When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a turkey
neck, I decided to tell my story. Women of the world, wake up and smell
the coffee! Those "plastic" surgeons are Using REAL replacement body
parts stolen from you and me! The next time someone you know has
something "lifted", look again - was it lifted from you?
This is happening to women everywhere every night.
P.S. Last year I thought someone had stolen my boobs. I was lying in
bed and they were gone! But when I jumped out of bed, I was relieved to
see that they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept. Now I keep
them safely hidden in my waistband. this is a true story..............