”“Marry the Lady Sasaki to my brother. There is legal precedent, the practice of gyauenkon. But only if he consents. The two are very alike, both ...ookworms who prefer to spend their days indoors. I’m certain that they will get along well, but the choice must be his alone to make. Arranged marriage is an ugly custom that we should have left behind on the lowlands.”“But your brother is too young to support a family,” his father protested.“He’s only a few years younger than me, and this was always. " "Did I say that?" I thought to myself. Theselessons and the medicine are really working overtime on me, but I love it.The hour went fast and I was sorry to hear Joan say the dance was over. Ieven asked for one more dance. Did I think that? The last dance wasmagical, he swept me off my feet! I knew I was locked into the newfeminine ways when I could not resist his masculine ways and I fell rightinto my feminine demeanor. I knew from this point forward there was nogoing back. Did I think. " Perfect, see you then." With that, Ryan, without even saying goodbye, turned and let himself out of our house.John walked over to me and sat on the couch. "You loved that baby, didn't you?" I did" I said, half giggling like a school girl."You like being a little slut. Just used as a place for guys to cum." I do."With that, he rolled me over, jerked down my pants, ordered me to rub Ryan's cum all over my face and put my ass into the air and he slipped his cock into my dripping wet and eager. It wasn't until a month had elapsed, themonth Connie and I had previously agreed we would use solely to get usedto having the new parts we now possess while we also abstain from tryingthem out physically. And there was one hell of a lot to get used to,too. In her case, all the new stuff dangling from in front of andbetween her legs, learning how to stand to pee without making a mess onthe seat and floor and how to sit and cross her legs without causing herextreme discomfort if not pain. On.