The snap-in fangs were sitting on the small table beside the bed. Next to the fangs, his cellphone was vibrating noisily.“Weird dream,” he said al...ud as he reached for his phone. It was his mother.“The nursing home just called,” she said. “Grandpa Gerald is asking for you.” She paused before continuing. “They said the family should gather because he’s dying.” There was another long pause before she said, “He wants you to bring the costume.”“What?” Gerry blurted out. “Why?”“He says you will. "Neil?" Yes, Neil! He knew that Patti would swoop in and try to control what was going on between you and Tory and that wasn't what you needed to have happen. All you kids are grown adults, that's true; but you all still act like you were little kids sometimes. Patti still wants to make all your hurt go away — just like she did when you were younger." I remember," Mitch chuckled. "When Sandy broke up with me in tenth grade, Patti was so angry at her for hurting me. She started throwing punches. They will help in your feminization process." But, but, won't they make my breasts grow and do things to my otherparts, Mistress?"Well yes sissy. Over time they will help you grow your own little breastsand will help your figure immensely. Now don't worry, Dr Jennings promisedme they would be safe for you to use."After cleaning up the kitchen I found Mistress in our bedroom pulling mostall of my mans clothing out of the walk in closet and my drawers. As shewas bagging them, I got busy pulling. That definitely caught Dab’s attention as she let out a quiet sexy, “Whoa.” Even in the muted light, I could see that Dab’s nipples were already poking against her tight but thick sweater, causing my cock to leap to its straining length. My little head now taking full command of my faculties, my hands snapped to immediate action as if drilled through many weeks of basic training, jumping to any order given by General Little Head. My belt-buckle undone, button unsnapped, zipper unzipped, pants.