It was only later that I realized I would now have to stay as a girl all the time as there was no way I could comb my hair into a more masculine style... They also took me shopping and I got a few outfits of my own so I wouldn't have to keep borrowing from them.That night as I dressed in my sexy uniform for the first time, my heart was in my mouth. I really didn't know what I was letting myself in for. I loved the way the uniform made me feel so feminine and vulnerable but I didn't know how I. I looked at him saying “but…Uncle Ben…how could you….?” I was mumbling without knowing what to say.Uncle Ben let out a light laughter saying “Honey, I am still blind in case you are wondering; I could not see you of course”I said “then, how did you know I was in my bed clothes” He said softly, almost whispering “then you are seminude?” I smiled saying “well…I am much more than seminude, but you did not answer my question?” He laughed again saying “baby, I am used to feeling you coming towards. Weller was a woman that I’d later learn to be fifty-four. She aged rather gracefully, but, in my opinion, was average in appearance. She only looked at my genitals for a brief moment. She had a professional demeanor similar to Dr. Miller, yet she didn’t seem to carry it into every aspect of her job. Over time I would become rather fond of her, not sexually, but in the sense that she was sort of like a mother figure to most of the people inside the CDC. Kristine Lane, on the other hand, wore. He watches me intently never losing a detail. His cock stands upright, engorged with blood and I can easily see the veins popping out. "Mmm, oh if only you were willing to cooperate with me..." I trail off. “Damn it! I’ll tell you everything!” he screams out. He tells me everything I need to know, and I slowly walk behind him to undo the restraints. The instant his hands are free, he grabs me by the hips and manhandles me onto the desk. My breasts are pushed up against the smooth wood, my hard.