“Did you know that Christine is pregnant?” Aaron now asks, both scared and thrilled at the possibility that he could be responsible for her intere...ting condition. “How do you know that?” J.J. asks. “She told my mom. She’s due in October,” Aaron replies, giving his cousin a meaningful look. “Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s her husband’s. Nobody’s ever going to prove otherwise,” J.J. replies, giving his cousin a knowing little smirk. Aaron starts to say something, but J.J. cuts him. I played with her nub, pounding her bowels. The friction burned around my cock, driving me wild. My eyes rolled back into my head, the pressure building in my balls smacking her hard/soft flesh.“Sven!” she moaned. “Gods, you are driving me wild.”“Then you better cum,” I groaned. “Let it wash over you, princess.”“Slata’s cunt, yes!” she groaned. “Oh, my Sven. Oh, yes! I’m ... Gods!”Her bowels writhed about my dick, that familiar spasming I knew so well. Though she felt different, her artificial. Wouldn't that be nice?"I nodded gratefully for the idea of being able dress and pass as a girlwas one of my greatest ambitions. Victoria's daddy recognised myappreciations and she smiled."Remember, girls and sissies can always wear jeans and shirts if theywant. Girls and sissies have a much greater choice, especially if thesissies are shaped like girls and look like girls. Just imagine wearingtight stretch jeans but having those jeans stretched around a nice curvybutt. It's just so much more. “We’ll get you a metal one when you’ve finished growing. Now, pull your hair away from your neck so I can buckle it on you.”Stacy shivered a little at seeing the collar. This was it. She was going to be a slave for the rest of her life. But, she obeyed and was soon looking at the leash that went from her collar to her father’s hand. She knew that, like her mother, she was going to be led around like a pet from now on.Jack’s hand dipped once more between the cushions and this time came up with a.