At school, she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Now she is in a lovely summer dress, and she is breathtakingly beautiful. I tease her, “Dam it, woma..., why did you have to dress like that?”She is self-conscious for a moment while she asks, “What do you mean?”“You are going to distract me with your beauty through the entire meeting. It’s OK. Hopefully, you will distract them too.”“It’s not too much, is it?”“No, in fact, when we move out of this shop and into a real office, you should dress like. I leaned over and started to feel Kay’s large tits, she moaned, I did this for a few minutes, I was making my way round to feel Donna, when I saw Kay do just that, Donna was sighing as her tits were being felt, I lifted up Kay’s top and unclipped her black bra, her tits fell out into my hands, I rubbed her nipples and cupped her tits.Kay lifted Donnas top off and unclipped her white bra, as her tits fell down she rubbed them in her hands, bending down and gently licking her nipples, as she fell. There was an unspoken word between us that whenever it entered my mind filled me with unspeakable excitement , castration. It was now inevitable and I longed for it to happen.As a slave I was only allowed to speak to Madam when spoken to. If I wanted to speak to her I had to prostrate myself before her and humbly ask permission. The following day I threw myself at her feet."Well Suzanne what is it you want?" Please Madam,I beg you,please,please cut off my balls" You really want this?" "Yes, yes. Pretty enough to meet your new Daddyand big brother," Karen said with a laugh."Hello Baby Missy," Mike heard John and Tim say behind him.His head snapped around and sure enough. Standing there behind the doorwas John and Tim, no longer able to hold their laughter at hispredicament.Tears of humiliation started to flow down Mike's cheeks. Why had Karendone this to him? For that matter, why had he done it to himself?Tim was the first one to approach the big sissy baby."Don't you look pretty Baby.