"I placed the lube and plug on the dresser. I firmly grasped the base of the plug in my right hand and told her to relax and grip the dresser firmly. ...he did as instructed, relaxing as best she could. I took the tube of lubricant and using my fingers worked some in and around her tight asshole. Then I actually squirted some up her rectum. Lastly I lathered the plug with it until it was literally dripping. This was going to be an effort to insert and I wanted it to go as smoothly as possible.I. The he touched my hands from my shoulders to my palms as if going to explain something. To my surprise, his hands went from my palms to my knees! We were sitting on stools. By then our stools were quite close to each other’s. Then he parted my knees and pulled my stool even closer. I did not understand anything of what was going on. Then he asked me to take off my belt so that I will feel a little relaxed. It was a little humid in there and so I was adjusting my tunic to let air go in a subtle. I removed my clothes and settled myself next to her. ‘Don’t put it in,’ Ellen whispered in my ear. ‘That can wait until after our vows. But we can still have some fun. I’ve been waiting a long time for the right boy.’ ‘That would be me, I guess,’ I whispered back. Ellen nodded and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me tightly against her body. Our lips met for a long kiss, and our tongues twined until we had to break for air. ‘Remember,’ Ellen whispered, ‘be very quiet.’ I nodded. Her lips. It was a story where a man who became a prisoner in a pair ofpantyhose and transformed into a real woman. Many of the girls atcollege prefer the bare foot, bare leg look. He loved the silky lookand feel of pantyhose. Before he realized he was meant to be a girl, henever wore pantyhose at home. Now he wore them every chance he could.After submitting the story, he logged off and went to bed. His sheetwas so soft that he loved how horny it made him feel as it brushedagainst his bare breasts that.