I placed it on the floor over two of her crinolines and stepped into it asI had seen my sister do so many times, but she did not use the crinolines,an... pulled it up over my upper body. It was then that I realized that Ihad a problem.There was no zipper up the back, just about a million buttons, actually;about twenty.I was able to button the ones below the waist and a few above, from there,nothing, except one or two at the very top. The waist was closed and sotoo, the neck so it didn't look so. Once my penis had been removed it would be gone forever. Even now I could at least be made to look like a man again, but it would be too late when I had a woman's genitals that would make me perform like a woman.Ann tried to reassure me by saying that long before then my emotions would be so feminine that I would gladly embrace my fate.I had nearly finished my breakfast when Eric entered the room. He looked at me and smiled and my mind went back to what had happened last night. He spoke to Ann. ” I paused. I nervously shifted in my chair. I felt his warm hand on my shoulder. “I am a dirty old man and I should be ashamed of myself.” “No, Daddy! I wanted to tell you, because...well...I kind of liked seeing you do that.” Suddenly he got very still. His hand suddenly gripped my shoulder. He reached his hand under my chin and raised my face up. He looked at my flaming cheeks, and shaky smile. “Is that right? You liked seeing me stroke my dick while I smelled your panties?” I met his gaze.. I looked through the view finder and saw Samantha standing in the spare bedroom beside one of the JV football players, Tony. I didn’t immediately recognize the boy holding the camera but was shocked when he spoke: “Hey it’s just like being in a bikini.” The comment was readily agreed upon by Tony. “Come on Sam, it’s no big deal.”The camera was pointed at my daughter’s face then the focus backed off showing her. She hesitated just a moment with both boys saying “come on.” A few seconds later,.