"Michael" Well, Michael, I knew that. Sara told me your whole life story, whichof course you relayed to her during your drunken stupor, before yourape... her. Believe me, Michael, were it not for Sara's intervention,you'd be behind bars right now."So here's the situation, idiot. We have informed the police of therape, but have not yet specifically identified you as the perpetrator.Sara was required to submit to a doctor's examination, so your semen'sDNA is now a police record. Your car was. The corset crushed his waist from twenty-two inches to a numbing eighteen. A wide belt accented his tiny waist and a black angora sweater - a size too small - flaunted the firm mountains of his breasts."Walk back over here, Tia Marie." I can't. My feet hurt too much!"Barbie flicked her riding crop over her feminized husband's leather-bound rump and sent him mincing forward. They had been at it for days, working up through increasing heel heights and ever-tighter skirts."Barbie, why do I have to. Whats so funny? Angie called out, as she walked into the room. She saw Jennys blonde head bouncing up and down on her dads crotch. Angie blushed immediately. Oh my God… Angie muttered. I didnt know you were here, Jenny. Jenny grinned from ear to ear. Its okay, Angie. Your secrets safe with me, Jenny assured her. I guess our little secrets out now, isnt it, dad? Angie asked, a bit embarrassed. Yeah, he said. But Ive got another one to tell you, Angie. Youve been screwing my friend for. Cynthia writhed sensuously under his touch, fire blazing through her as he stimulated her sensitive folds.Mike turned to his sister, his fingers sunk in her steaming, soaking crotch. The sight of his former girl friend under Paul's hands made him burn with jealousy. Let her have Paul--Judy was enough woman for any man.Judy accepted her brother's kiss with her mouth open and sucking. She drew his tongue in, met it with her own. Straightening her legs, she spread them wide to open her crotch wide.