Some of the dresses may have been recreations from the fifties or even earlier, they had a classic look.Almost immediately they started my hormone tre...tment. At first I didn't know what was happening as my emotions began to behave like a roller coaster, constantly up and down with fits of giggles and bouts of tears. But soon physical changes began happening to my body. I tried to ask Dot and Naomi about this but they put me off.Aunt Dot assured me, "Such things are perfectly normal in a boy who. Then it went all quiet no sound of wind or rain, after three hours of the continuous sound of the wind and rain the quietness was unnerving. I wasn't going to waste this opportunity."Open the door Auntie I want out of here."She leant forward and I had to bend almost in half so she could get to the handle and open the door, which opened outwards, thank God. I managed to straighten my legs and slid on my bottom before I could stand up, I felt sore and cramped as I stretched my 6 feet 6 inch frame. .it was fun.Well, I have really big tongue, so hang on! She was soaked. She lifted her hips, no panties!!OOPS, I must have left them in his car or at the party..I dont know.Well, I commented. If they are in the car, his car wil smell like your cum tomorrow.Eww, I hope so, I will get my little man down there rubbed again.Unless you fuck me tomorrow. I like sex, she slurred, talking dirty, it gets me all horned up. Getting stretched inside..mmmmm!I ate her for awhile, her hips gyrated fast. Oh,. I go back to sleep and wake to someone calling my name. It’s John. ‘sub Joan, get your ass out here and eat supper with everyone.’ ‘I’m nobody’s sub anymore, John. I’m not hungry. Leave me alone.’ ‘Joan, come on. Get out here and eat.’ ‘NO!! I’m not hungry! Leave me alone!’ They finally leave me alone. I stay in that room for four days before I decide to eat something. Life fucking sucks. I really wish I was dead. Sue catches me outside the room a couple days later. She hugs me and tells me.