“Mom could you please teach me how, so I could give either of our men a haircut?” Roxy said adding a giggle.“As much as I love both of you,” I...said, “I would like a professional haircut, if I have one at all.”On our way home, I stopped by KSU showing off our room.Mom and Dad approved, then we headed home with Dad driving, mom by his side and the two of us in the backseat.Mom was cuddling up close to dad as Roxy had her hand on my groin noting of my large reaction.After getting home, we all. He's glad she leaves a small nightlight on in her room, better than using a flashlight to find his way around. when he's sure that she is settled he moves to her back door and tests it to see if she has left it unlocked. not that it matters he'll still get in, just easier if he doesn't have to break anything to get in. its locked but after moving a few things on her back porch he finds her spare key. he unlocks the door and puts the key back where he found it then steps inside shutting the. The legs of his pants melted into one, pleats formed as it begun toclimb up his body forming a skirt. As it raised it revealed a pair ofdainty white stockings climbing up his hairless legs.His trainers had thinned and moulded themselves into low, shiny heels. Asingle wide strap bearing a bow finished off his new foot ware.His shirt tightened, it shrunk around his new figure forming a blouse, apretty bow begun to tie itself around the low neck line.His hair grew in volume, it brushed his back in. Là, tu att****s le foulard que j’avais négligemment laisser la pour me bander les yeux, puis tu m’enfonceras la boule du bâillon dans la bouche, que je ne fasse pas de bruit, comme tu aimes… Tu commenceras par me tourner autour doucement, laissant trainer tes doigts sur ma peau, satisfait de ma position et de mon entravement, les choses sérieuses peuvent commencer…Tu commences alors par att****r la cravache que tu laisses trainer sur mon corps en me tournant autour, la faisant passer dans mon.