"His eyelids fluttered frantically as he struggled with the odd effects hewas experiencing as the woman's hand remained on his arm. A devious smilewas...on her face as she came up with another command."You want my help, Petra," she remarked. "You need to schedule therapysessions with me."The woman finally pulled her hand away, leaving Peter looking veryconcerned now as his mind slowly restored its clarity. He then rose fromhis seat. "I...I have to go..."The woman had to resist the urge to giggle. They would beerect more often than not, the slightest cool breeze or impure thoughtwould cause them to stiffen and poke through his blouse. He was to havewomanly hips, thicc thighs, and a bottom that would shame a Kardashian.All of which is why I had driven out to Sister Mary Elizabeth's ReformSchool for Girls, on a Saturday no less. I had to cancel Daniel'sanorexia suggestion and get him started gaining weight. Daniel had beenstarved down to a size 0 to provide a blank slate for the weight. "I need it." It was true, the sensations ofher massaging up and down my pussy were amazing, but at the same time,deep inside me had a yearning to be filled by something, and right now,her fingers would do. "Please fuck me," I practically begged."Oh I'm going to do that and more," she responded. I suddenly felt herfingers curl inward, pushing themselves into my tight little pussy. Icould feel every little sensation as her fingers invaded me, each nerveending firing with pleasure as my juices. "But, you can see your panty-line, that's sure a distraction." I know, but with pantihose it would smooth it out." I hate pantihose," Scott reminded her. "Go slip your panties off. Please, for me," he said.When she came out of the dressing room, she looked beautiful as she walked toward him smiling. "How's this?" she asked as she twirled around, smiled, then posed in front of him with her hands on her hips."Perfect, let's get some shoes to match."When they left the mall two hours later, they.