She felt my problem was glandular, not uncommon for somegirls, and permanent depilation would be very beneficial to my mentalhealth. She'd submit it t... the insurance people."No girl should have to live with facial hair. It's so depressing."I totally agreed, and the treatments began. It was wonderful not to haveto shave daily and sometimes twice daily. The smooth skin definitelyimproved my appearance.Elaine was delighted with this modification. She and my sister wereconstantly working on me. Itwas exactly the type of outfit he had always dreamed of wearing inpublic. He took the clothes from the box and brought them before the mirrorhe was admiring himself in. He started with the corset; he wassurprised at the ease at how he laced the back, like he had been doing itall his life. "Oh yes, it?s lovely." He said to himself in his femininevoice. He couldn?t believe he was able to make his waist any smallerthan the suit had already. He slipped on a bra that was a perfect cup fitfor his. .did he think taunting me was a weekday job or something?I lifted a wrench and threatened him...the look on his face startled me.It wasn't the tough bully expression he wore at school, he was shocked that Iws waving the iron tool at him."You crazy k**?" I told you I'd be here. Nobody's around but you and me..so let's doit...right fucking now!"Get the picture...Rank, about 6 ft tall, stocky, torn sleeves, cutoff jeansdisplaying his sizable thighs and me, 5 ft 2, thin, younger, a c***d. He yanked her head back further by the hair so she was looking up at the ceiling, then took hold of his filthy cock and slapped it all over Jennifer’s face. The slapping sound resonated around the sparsely furnished room as his hefty organ spanked her about the face – her cheeks, forehead, nose, lips – splattering her skin with its gooey secretions.Jennifer clenched her mouth shut and closed her eyes, feeling the slime oozing from its tip splashing all over her smooth face. He spent a good few.