She was older than me by about six years, putting her just an eyelash short of forty. Oh, hell, I thought, a fucking trans milf. We hadn't broached th... subject, but as the alcohol flowed we became more and more comfortable. And then out of the blue she asked. "How long have you been a police officer?" Oh, lord. Oh, shit. How did she know? Casually, I asked "How did you know I was a cop?" She smiled. "Because I've seen you down on Vanderbilt when I've left Big City Brewery. You and your. Like, the saying goes. What he doesnt know wont hurt him. Yes, Vincent is my Master because he was the first one who brought the real me out. Vincent knew the moment he saw me what I was and made me realize it in our upstairs during his and my daughters first year anniversary. My Master Vincent knew I was nothing but a slutty bitch dog in heat. Steve rammed his beer can thick ten inch cock all the way in my ass. I could feel his big hands holding my hips. Thats what I loved the most about. The juices of my sex are seeping into my panties. I cross my legs trying, unsuccessfully I might add, to stymie the feeling and its results. My mind is wandering, thinking about him, thinking about us. A young, single girl can always dream can’t she?Suddenly my trance is broken as Dr. Langbrook opens a door and calls out my name. My heart skips a beat or two as I see him.“Meagan, good to see you again. Please, will you follow me?” he asks, beckoning me through the door he is holding open.He is. That scared the hell out of me. No, I dont know&hellip, Tell me&hellip, tell me what it does. I tried to sound firm but my mind was going a little fuzzy and the words were hard to form. Okay, Poppy said. Well, you will lose control over your muscles. Dont worry, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a little clouded. This was scary as fuck. What on earth were they doing this for? Dont worry, we wont hurt you, the Asian girl said. I wasnt so sure. Why?, I.