I guess I'm going to taste it.Master turned me into a man: flat tits, permadildo, short hair, lots of testosterone. Recording my gay bar date. He's ho...ing I get beat good I bet my BF I could walk across town naked without getting arrested. Shit. There's another cop I'm going to have to blow.Master strapped me to an X, blindfolded. Invited his friends over. I have to guess how many guys fucked me. If I'm wrong it starts all over.A pins and needles contest. Tits holding 20 pins, pussy lips have. That’s the only reason he’s upset. If he didn’t care, he wouldn’t be angry. They’ve had this talk before. He trusts her to be responsible. Part of being an adult is situation management, expecting the unexpected. It’s up to her to figure out how to keep him informed so he doesn’t go crazy like this. She begins to feel less angry and more guilty.After a while Abby exits her room and tiptoes downstairs. The television is on, though Mat isn’t watching it. She goes behind the couch where he’s. ’ Closing his eyes with exhaustion he drifted back to sleep, the pain killing drugs pumped into his body and the remains of the anaesthetic draining him of any strength, giving him the blessed healing of rest and the oblivion of sleep. The nurse checked the bottle attached to the tube draining his chest of the dark stained fluid gathering, keeping his lung and chest cavity free of fluid, and then the bandage covering the wound on the side of his chest, marring the otherwise firm skin over his. Her thick nipples swelled and hardened under her father’s stare while her pulse began to race. When he finally raised his eyes to her face, he blushed, knowing he’d been caught staring. They both blushed and looked off in opposite directions, waiting for the weirdness of the moment to pass. Except to Ally, it didn’t feel weird at all. She didn’t want the feeling she had to pass.Finally, her father looked back at her and lightly took hold of her wrist across the table. “Did you get everything.