Shocked, Robin let go and pulled her hand away. She didn't know if sheshould laugh or what! "Your chastity device?" she asked, finding ithard to bel...eve what she had just heard. He only nodded as he continuedto stare at the floor. "Really?" she asked, totally dumbfounded. Buthe just nodded a little again. She was curious about it. What did itlook like? How did it work? In her mind, all she could picture was ahuge belt worn by medieval women. But what she had felt didn't feelanything. I heard a gasp from Jennifer and glanced quickly right of me at Tom's crouch. I couldn't believe it.It was easily 6 or 7 inches flaccid, with girth like a can of coke. Tom had the biggest grin on his face, dangling his massive manhood right in front of me and my girlfriend. I turned up and looked at Jennifer; her face was in a daze. Her eyes did not meet mine; they were fixated on something else, something massive hanging like a third leg belonging to an obnoxious 18-year old k**. The whole. Sheintroduced me as Didi.We had a light lunch then Ann said she had to go back to her place. Wewalked back together. "You've done very well today," she said. "I knowthat you have to go to work tomorrow. Be sure to wear your new braunder your male clothes. It will remind you of this weekend, and howyou've been my girl-friend for a few days - especially on the sofa inthe evenings!" Before she went home she left clear instructions. "Nowyou could just put your underwear in the washing machine. It hurt so bad to know that you have been replaced, to see that you are an old, ugly worthless piece of shit. I went home tured off the lights, crawled into bed and fell asleep.I had a bad nightmare. I thought my husband was cutting me up a piece at a time and throwing me in the trash can. I was crying, pleading, begging my smiling husband not to. His new wife was in her wedding dress and kept saying, "Dear I asked you to take out the trash." NO you can't, stop STOP cutting me!" I shrieked out.