"Do you have the money?"She handed him a stack of bills.The funeral director smiled. "Follow me."They went downstairs. Callie waited in the next ro...m and tried not tolook as the funeral director worked on her brother. About an hour later,he called her in to view the result.Calvin was lying in the same casket but now instead of the suit, he waswearing a bright floral print that hung down just past his knees. Breastforms amply filled out the bra that was barely visible through the dress.His. It certainly wasn't boring,which was the promised result, in fact I was pretty distracted, if I movedwrong I would feel a garter strap tight against my thigh or I would seeone of the new employees looking at me intently an have to wonder if maybedespite the fact that I kept my suit jacket done up could they somehowmake out the bra underneath my shirt? I was mostly on cruise controldelivering the same welcoming speech I did with every new batch finallycoming to the question and answer portion. After a short absence she returns wearing a Japanese silk robe. Producing leather cuffs from its pockets she motions to the bed posts. Almost in a trance, I obediently position myself facing the end of the posted bed. She cuffs each of my hands to a post and stands back to survey her subject. I can see now that is exactly what I am.I look over my shoulder and feel a sharp pain as she produces a crop from underneath her robe. "Eyes forward, Darling!" I obey, and shortly hear the rustle of silk. “So, the nurse said you need a quick physical for your job application?” “Yes.”“That’s not that bad, good thing you’re not sick.” “I was thinking the same thing.” “So why don’t you go ahead and take off all your clothes.” “Sure. Um before I do that, there is a … concern; it's not really a sickness. But I …” He removed his t-shirt, his shoes and dropped his pants and shorts. Immediately his dick sprang up standing erect. “This one here is very quick to stand up, makes it painful sometimes.” He.