He had only wanted look like the same person, only better. Why did they change him into a girl?He finally stood in front of a mirror, in a room by him...elf, so he could take stock of the changes at his own speed. He was shocked! In the mirror was a creature of greatly exaggerated proportions! An exotic female exuding sex from every pore! Max was speechless, but not thrown. What machines did could be undone. Calmly, he took note of the changes, starting from her feet.Evidently, the suit he was. " More or less. David proposed on Valentine's Day, so it seemed like a natural choice."Rachel had some other questions, but most of the lunch passed with fairly innocuous talk. Julie couldn't wait to get back to work. She felt a freedom there that she didn't feel around Rachel. It wasn't mother/daughter, it was ... it was ... then she stopped. She was a bit jealous of Rachel and her Dad."I'd better get over that," she muttered as she rode up in the elevator. "I don't own him."She didn't make it. She hoped no one had spotted the padlocks on the heels forcing her to keep them on until her Master decided. Raquel loved the dress normally and the way it made men look at her, today she found the looks scary as she was sure they could tell what was going on under the dress.?Her Master had tied a breast harness on first wrapping the rope tightly round her chest and breasts putting pressure on them and forcing them into firm unmoving lumps of flesh. He had then wrapped cord around each breast. I'll get those later."No way they could get fingerprints off of clothing, even if they bothered to try. I began to unbutton his shirt and he raised his back off the bed to allow me to get it off him; he had no undershirt on. I folded that also, running my hands over it to be sure that there was nothing but lint in the shirt pocket. The shirt went onto the bench by the foot of the bed.I glanced down; his cock was pressing against his zipper, tenting his slacks. I opened his belt slowly; just as.