I have heard some of the guys say that a tight sissy assis as good as pussy. Oh I know it's crude but that is the way some menare. That is why the boy...is being groomed to be, well more feminine. Yesthe boy is softer. Oh I did not mean that kind of soft you silly boy you.But you are not really hard there are you? Oh it was too more than once.No one ever complained? There was no one to complain. Oh you were to avirgin. You wet your panties before you even got it out of your pants.They weren't. Angie removes thecorset that I am wearing and goes in to the closet and comes back with adifferent corset that looks to be a couple sizes to small and tells me tograb the bar again. I reach up and hold onto the bar and then she tellsme to kick my shoes off so I can get a good stretch. As I hang therecompletely off the ground she wraps the new corset around me and hooks theclasps in the front and then starts to tighten the strings in the back.Every couple of tugs on the strings she reaches. ‘Water?’ he enquired, unclipping a bottle from his belt. Amanda drank deeply. The cool taste of the water refreshed her as she realised how hot it had become. He sank down beside her as she looked into the sky, ‘Not a cloud in sight’ she murmured as she started as something cool splashed on her skin, rapidly followed by more. ‘Huh? Rain?’ Suddenly, a great deluge of cold water dropped out of the sky, rapidly soaking her and causing her to gasp. ‘Quick’ said Tom, ‘over here’, as he pulled her. She nodded and asked if they could have Dawn after breakfast tomorrow so they could start on her boots and gloves. As I led them both to the dining area, I told her that would be fine. I asked her for an update and she said that all the corsets were done. The tails and ears were drying and should be ready by tomorrow afternoon, and the twins already had their gloves finished. The sealant for the paws on their boots just had to dry and they would be complete.I pulled her in for a kiss and told.