Turning her attention back to the girl, she smiled. "Well, perhaps you could experience the situation for me, dear? And tell me what it's like, so I c...n avoid it?" She playfully snapped her teeth at the girl, initiating the change.Anne suddenly found herself stripped of shirt, bra, pants, socks, and shoes. Her breasts hung full from her bare chest. She felt her panties shift and change, become bulkier. She looked down, and saw that she had a pair of white diapers wrapped around her smoothly. The fact that she was only doing thirty calendars rather then a hundred and fifty meant she wasn’t working as hard as when she had worked for her boss. Of course, she was putting in twice the effort on each calendar.Intending to see what the photographers had sent her of their stock photographs, she opened her email. She was pleased to see that there were a dozen emails. It was a good sign that people were communicating with her. Nothing could be worse than silence.Upon reading the most recent. I found crate after crate of automatic weapons in the style of the AK-47. They looked to be around .30 caliber, give or take a little, the difference was not significant. I also found a mass of stored ammunition and explosive charges resembling 40 mm mortar rounds. This would be the ideal place to set off a demolition charge. Honeybunch, ask if The Center wants me to blow the place up, if you please.Yes, go ahead and blow it up. That should set the enemy back a little while in their plans, if. He unties my shirt and exposes my bra-covered chest. By his smile I know he likes. It is a very feminine choice and that is how he likes me. The crop continues to caress my body, as my gaze does not break from straight ahead. I have been trained by this man well to only move unless commanded, that is until he gives me permission to pleasure him. Then he wants his little girl to fully enjoy herself as she worships his body.Daddy grabs my collar and pulls me to my knees. "Lick my cock slut," he.