Others, more willing to wait for their satisfaction in person, scribbled notes and printed out stills of the moment.The tracking chip wasn’t really ...ll that painful, just a hard pinch as the minute computer chip positioned on the tip of a syringe was forced through the skin on the side of her neck. No worse than a bee sting, actually. The brand was a different story altogether. Warned by the ?doctor? (that’s what she thought of him as, anyway), she braced herself and clenched her teeth as. I felt weak, and tiny. Ifelt hair in my eyes: my hair was always very short! I opened my eyesto yet more shocks: my body hair was gone, as where most of my muscles.At that second, a man, who I assumed was a doctor, entered the room."Excellent!" he said, "You're past the first stage of transition." Inoticed he was holding a large syringe. "This is the final stage." Heinjected it into my abdomen. In a minute the pain hit me! It was as ifmy guts where moving around. As I screamed I noticed my. I love the sweet things that you do for me, I love itwhen you hold my bag, I love it when your cheeks turn crimson frombeing embarrassed. The short answer is yes, I love you like this, Ilove Brie, I love sissy Brian, I love everything about you my sweetdove, and I love the things that we have yet to explore. You releasedthis dominant from the depths of my heart and there is no putting herback in the cage sissy, do you understand?" Yes ma'am."With a chuckle Karen said, "I don't think you do. “We didn’t have time for one. Maybe later on, you know?”“You have my sympathies, Lorna. I’m divorced, but my ex and I had a similar experience. We did get to go a year or so later and it was great, although it wasn’t quite the same.”“Yeah,” she replied with a pained expression. “I’m worried that might be the case with Eddie and me.”“Hey, you two are just starting out. You have your whole lives ahead of you. You can make every day a mini-honeymoon. You know, go out have dinner at a little.