” Mary could not resist the opportunity to say something. “Well, you two have more in common than just having me for a patient. You are both seale... up, and neither of you can come.” “Is that true, Ruth?” Fatima asked. “I have chastity piercings, if that is what you mean, but they could be removed if Jane wanted to have them taken out. Would you mind if I had a look at you, Fatima. We don’t see many sealed ladies around here, so it would be useful for me to brush up my knowledge. I will show you. I knead and massage each of your feet, your calves, your thighs. I can feel you squirm a little as my hands get closer and closer to your pussy. some of my fingers brush your lips which only teases you, making your body fell warm and tingly.Then I turn you over.I move back up to stradle your waist. After a brief time rubbing your neck I move down to your breast. I can see your breath stuck in your throat as my fingers brush your nipples. You cannot describe the shock as you see my head your. As the months went by I quickly adapted to my new life and so did my parents. I still remembered my old life clearly but it didn't seem to matter to me anymore.I loved being a little girl. I loved being cared for. I loved to play and not worry about life.I realized that I had forgot much that I had learned in my previous body. It was like my tiny childlike mind could not comprehend the things I had learned. But it did not matter too me and I enjoyed going to school again.If my parents ever. One day I was caught by my uncle and he treated it as an ignorant act performed by an innocent c***d. He firmly told me not to do it again. This was a major turning point in my life as this made me realise that even though this act felt really good, I could not do it in front of anyone or I would be punished. Keep this fact in mind for the rest of my story.Moving on to when I was 7. I started spending less time at my grandparents and more time at home, my mom and brother was home most of the.