" I then askedher "What are you doing to me?" And she said, "You will be worth apretty penny at the slave auction." I realized that I was being driven...o a slave auction where I would be sold into permanent sissy slavery. Istruggled against the ropes trying to escape but soon realized it wasuseless, I was going to be a sissy slave. At that point it became a wetdream and I woke up.A few weeks later I saw my aunt again. Her, my mother, and myself atedinner together at a nice restaurant. My aunt. "You're so big baby," she teased and then licked wetly in his ear. "Ohhh mommy," he groaned as his whole body arched in need."It's never been better Bobby...no one...ever. You're the best man, the very best...I never dreamed I'd feel this," she told her son as the two of them moved sinuously in a slow sexual rhythm.He understood immediately. His mom was telling him he'd surpassed his father, that he was now her man. He continued to move his big cock inside of her, her only sounds now urgent. "What's up?" Things come," Rowlf warned. "I hear them, don' smell them ye'. Coming up hill. Be quie', maybe they go on pas'."Phil could hear them now, an insanely hissing, gabbling, hooting chorus that came ever closer."Sounds like a flock of geese in a snake pit," Charley whispered. "Wonder what they look like. I just hope it ain't as bad as they sound."Even as he spoke they found out, and the reality was far worse than their imaginings. The mists thinned slightly, revealing patchy glimpses of. I’m giving it a whirl. It allows me to have my complete story making process on one software.Meghan started fussing at me so now I’m working on LT III. There is no promised timeline. It gets here when it gets here. I’ve heeded some advice as to better mixing the story elements and getting some input from people I trust. There will be some major character development in this one. There will also be codes.I do feel bad that I didn’t add codes sooner on LT II. Like I said before I’m not real big.