I wasespecially fond of Make-Believe Mania, which featured stories aboutvarious TV themes. Even though my own fantasies involved simpledressing, and ...aybe a few bedroom hijinks, I still enjoyed some of themore improbable themes, like wives who took over their husbands' livesand made them dress in extreme outfits, along with doing other naughtythings to them. And the site was free, thanks to a sponsor who offeredstunningly realistic masks, busts and such, that could convincinglytransform a man. I lay there for what seemed like days, nothing seemed to matter anymore. It was not until I have given up all hope, that the door did opened. Bright light bathed me and I instinctively crawled into the nearest corner. Only now with the contrast of the outside world, did I realize how dark my little room had been. A squealing and high pitched voice that made me shudder was accompanied by a young woman entering the room. The woman, although clearly an adult was dressed as a child, she wore a. Walking in behind him, he locked the door, as he faced me he grabbed my hips and dragged my body close to him. Our tongues started probing each other’s mouths as I ran my hands up and down his back…He was soon fondling my bum under my skirt and I was feeling his dick growing against my crotch.After two minutes kissing and fondling, I was getting desperate. I pulled him apart and I whispered looking at him: “Have you got a condom?” He nodded and reached into his pocket and showed me. He smiled. Suddenly, he pushed the finger that rested on my anus, a few times into my pussy. I gasped for breath as he popped that finger into my ass. A scream escaped from deep within me as he inserted his tongue into my pussy. Time seemed to have stopped as my two openings were filled with a caring finger and tongue. I became a vessel of pleasure.My body began to quiver uncontrollable, from my toes to the top of my head. His mouth, his tongue and his fingers – fingers? – possessed my whole being..