Make him wear girly lace panties to work under his business suit.14. Send a close girlfriend to his office to inspect his chastity device, to make ...ure it’s locked up like it’s supposed to be.15. Make him lick you out and clean you up after you’ve been with another man. Make this a regular part of his experience. Get him used to the taste of creamy cummy pussy.16. Take him in to a salon to have his balls waxed… and his legs, and his ass, especially in the crack between. Insist that he. This had happened every year for 24 years. The day had started like any other day. Jon had gotten up early and made breakfast for his sister, his mother had gone on one of her "vacations" the night before, which all his life had been code for going to the city for a week or two to party. Since his father had died, she had done this about every other month. The only thing different about the day is that it was his little sister's birthday, so he had gotten up early and put in extra effort. He. I thought at that moment I may have been forgiven.“My, you are a dirty boy,” Branch said. “What?,” I answered not knowing what she meant. “You are filthy. Come here close and I’m going to take care of you.” Branch soaped me up and gently washed me very, very thoroughly. I felt like I’d been treated to heaven by the queen. Then she went back to finishing her cow and prompted me to get behind her and help her finish milking with my penis at work. I loved that, my favorite kind of fucking. It was. The change was so utterly complete. I was a little girl of no more than six years old. Every time the change happened it shocked me how complete it was - how small I felt - how helpless next to my normal adult self. But I wanted more. I'd started to think about it all the time now. It wasn't enough that I could change myself into a little girl whenever I wanted to. I wanted to really feel trapped - as though I couldn't change back. I wanted to be stuck like this - or feel that I could be. I.
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