I am here on our children's behalf. We want you home safe."This was hitting below the belt but that was why she was doing it. I resigned myself to the...situation and proceeded up the sewer. Even at full throttle we were making very little progress. Betts uses the paddle as I scanned the walls for trouble in the form of active sensors. Our own sensors were in here and I made use of them but I liked to see with my own ability.We were perhaps thirty metres in before I spotted the first functional. And you know you can not be a real woman.Suddenly, puff! You are now a sissy. A fag. Forever.Strangely the realisation fills you with self-loathing and arousal simultaneously. A sense of horror and ecstasy all at once. A paradox you have been graduating towards for some time.You spend the rest of the night, lying there, face down, crying intermittently, wallowing in your girlyness, his cum,still inside you.But you remain torn between the agony and the ecstasy.You wonder where it all went. This was his first meeting with the new bride, and he couldn't help but wonder about her. And about Leo, for the matter. The girl couldn't be any older than eighteen. She was a very young and immature girl, and she looked it. She looked totally out of place beside his middle-aged friend."I can't tell you how much I appreciate all this, Charlie," Leo said. "I know we didn't give you very much notice about our plans. Our wedding arrangements were all very rushed." It's my pleasure. Anything for. She began to move to kneel but he slid his hands under her arms and pulled her forward, off balance. She let out a squeak as she fell forward and he laughed laying on his back as he pulled her down on top of him, Michael loving the feeling of her soft breasts as they pressed tight to his chest, her weight atop of him, her hair splaying messily around him as she leaned up, blushing brightly.“H-hey,” she stammered as she rolled onto her side beside him, looking to complain but being quieted by.