"Lovely, nothing! Did you see her bone structure? And that figure? She has the potential to be drop-dead gorgeous!" Maria added. "We owe it to Blak......scratch that...we owe it to womankind to turn that caterpillar into a butterfly," Irene stated."And what better place to do that, than at the conference!" Jessica exclaimed."Shhh...keep it down. We don't want to hurt her feelings," Stephanie said quietly."Exactly! This is quite a job in front of us ladies. I suggest we stop at the mall on. Directly in front of me was an awesome brunette, whose ass cheeks had been firmly sandwiched against my thighs since we started the ride. She seemed the type of bitch to make the most of an unpleasant situation. When that crowded elevator finally slid to a groaning, rumbling halt between floors, both she and me were the only ones pleased. She glanced back over her shoulder, winked, and mouthed silently into the corner where I was hidden: "Want to play…?"Distracted by her pouty lips, I could. .." Bernice mused."Exactly!" Randy grinned. "We're counting on Tyrone to use whatever it is he used on you to break 'em, too, and turn 'em into Tyrone and Otis' sluts..." Oh, Man!" Bernice cackled. "That is SOOO cold!" We're gonna get it all on video, too -- they won't be able to hold their heads up if they fuck with us!" Randy grinned. "We may put it on the net so everybody can enjoy it!" Seriously, SERIOUSLY cold! Man, I wouldn't want to be them!" Bernice erupted."You already were, Babe,". " But..." he began."But nothing, do as you're told, faggot!" I ordered. "Unless you don't want my cock anymore."Realizing my threat, he sighed, "OK, I will get out of my date." Good girl," I responded, which I knew he hated. "I expect you to make me supper and," I paused, deciding to push him further, "I expect you dressed completely as a girl." What?" he asked, confused."I want you in a dress, wearing a bra, panties, your wig, make-up and stockings, not pantyhose, stockings." "Oh," he.