.. okay," she said, eyes downcast.I led her out onto the dance floor, and stepped in to put my arm around her. She flinched just a little at the touch... and then she relaxed a bit, letting me hold her lightly and lead her around my little box-step pattern. Tessa and Austin were dancing right beside us, and I knew the others were very close by."Molly," I whispered, "you know I will always be your friend. If you need me for anything, I'll be there. You know that, don't you?"We were dancing cheek. A week before, my Sister had walked into the bathroom as I was towelling myself dry, my cock wasn't erect and it jiggled about as I dried my groin. "Fuckin' hell, Lucy! Don't you ever fuckin' knock"? She gasped; her hand flew to her mouth as wide eyed, she gasped, "Fuck...it's...it's...massive..."! I hissed, "Well keep it your fuckin' self, eh? Don't get telling your friends about it"! It was unrealistic of me to expect, of course? The next day as I walked through the corridors at college, a. "Ellen was flabbergasted that he was now a full B cup. His womanly sphereswould be a major disappointment to most woman. But to Ellen, all she sawwas that Heather had two beautiful womanly fleshy globes on his chest.Ellen gawked and had a hypnotic fascination with his womanly breasts andtheir nipples, as big and ripe as strawberries.She estimated he hadn't gained any weight; his waist was no more than aslim 28 inches. Once she was able to talk, she told the clerk to go findsome bras in the. So, here we are. The twinkle of anticipation in your eye and the wetness of anticipation already begun. You, bound face down, ankles spread apart, eyes blindfolded, wrists tied, and a wide butt plug in your ass.Me examining my now unlocked toy cabinet. Searching for inspiration from the instruments of discipline I use only for disobedient occasions. Riding crop, paddle clamps, nettles brush, clothespin collection, pinwheel, flogger, ahhhh......here we go. Just the thing. Well, two things. An.