Gennie, had made it very clear that his therapy was not to help him accept his new role, but rather to assure that he would always remember his manhoo... and that anytime that his mannerisms, his tone of voice, his walk, his thrill as his DD tits were massaged by another person, male or female, were brought to conscience thought, so with it would come the hypno-enhanced embarrassment and humiliation felt by a man forced to wear skirts because he could not remember how to put on a pair of pants,. I don't...I don't think..." The way you're wearing that dress, you're made for pole dancing,honey," Once they arrived at the sturdy, chrome-plated pole, shegestured for Coco to lean against a wall. "Here...I'll do this song, youdo the next."The song in question was "Warped" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. As Cocowatched, Alexis shimmied her shoulders as she rocked her upper body backand forth against the pole, keeping herself steady with the strength ofher legs that were wrapped around the pole.. Ann helped to dress. First Ann helped to put on a white bodyshaper which had underwired pretty stretch lace bra cups and lacy side panels. It was complete with 4 adjustable suspenders.It was very tight fitting and completely hid the slight bulge caused by my stitched down penis. It also had the effect of squeezing my developing breasts upwards and giving me something of a cleavage. Ann studied my breasts and tucked some tissues inside the bra cups. The effect was to give me the appearance of. "Alright then," Ted said, holding the knife towards her throat, "if you don't want to get hurt then you'll do what we want. No hesitations, everything we say when we say it. If you do that you just might get out of here alive. So are you going to play along or do we force you?"Bree's hands began shaking and she was still holding her shirt in front of her although it certainly didn't cover very much. She thought about their offer and decided that she couldn't run and couldn't get to her jacket,.