The first person I saw had to be the ugliest guy Iever saw. Tall, almost six foot, about as wide as the desk is deep,with scar on his face, a bald hea..., and a sort of menacing way abouthim. Trying not to stare at him, he led us back to where Annie waswaiting for us."Hi Sheri. This is the girl you mentioned?"Annie may have looked like a woman, but the voice was all male! Thelook on my face made Annie laugh."Honey, I'm a guy, just like you are! I dress as a woman because itpleases me, and I. ...and more feminine.Even as that realization sank in, Morty's hands flew to his chest as he felt the fabric beginning to tighten as two small, firm domes began to rise from his chest. As Morty screamed out in a female's voice, the tits began to swell, gaining mass and heft. As the firm breasts swelled, his t-shirt began to groan under the pressure, quickly taking up the slack material and proceeding past that, the fabric straining over the swelling mounds of tit-flesh. Morty tried to pull it. It was a masterpiece how they had broken his mind and erased all the clues. He didn't even remember when this programming had taken place. Only that he wanted it. He wanted it as much as he wanted to protect the innocent an hour ago. The only thought that drove him now, however, was to obey the instructions. To be a good slave. A perfect spy and saboteur. He would bring the League to its knees just as he would bring all the enemies of his owners to their knees. But all these thoughts were lost. We got in my car and started toward the house, making small talk on the way. She talked about work and her most recent promotion, pausing more than once to yawn.She perked up more as we got close to the house. I had bought a little bungalow near the beach and I could tell she liked the location. We pulled into the driveway and she immediately went around back to check out the view."It's perfect! You're so lucky," she said.I came up beside her, putting my hand in the small of her back again,.