We were both taking small light steps as not to jiggle our bladder and bowels too much. Halfway down the mall a spurt of hot piss squirted out before ... knew what happened and I gasped while stopping dead in my tracks and pulling my waist band up tight to stop the flow. I could feel the spurt wet my white cotton panties at the crotch. "oh shit, help help, I just pissed a bit. I'm serious, I almost totally peed my jeans just now." I looked around and a few girls walking by noticed me and giggled.. Dutch saw garters, red and lacy, slide out from below his dress and attach themselves to the stockings. They retreated back under the skirt, pulling the stockings taut against his thighs. Dutch was surprised at the feel of the nylon sliding against his bare legs. His camouflage jacket became a loose pink blouse, the top two buttons undone to show a good bit of his pillowy breasts and a little red lace trim from his bra. His heavy man's watch changed into a slender woman's watch with a. He wouldn't let me. He led me over to a rack in the corner and turned me to face away from him and tied my hands above. He left my feet free this time, but I was stretched, almost uncomfortably, my hands extended up and to each side.When he pressed against me from behind I could feel his prick, his cock, his dick, I don't care, call it whatever you want, hard and warm against my bottom. Without thinking I moved my legs apart and hoped he would accept my invitation, but he didn't. I was starting. That will be remedied in a few days.Through the good graces of one of our friends here a backup system has been put in place so if/when my mind slips off the rails my family will receive a copy of this as a legacy. I want them to see this, just not now there’s already too much turmoil and pain in our lives.I want to thank all the wonderful people who have opened up and shared their hearts with me. You have encouraged me as I hope I have been able to encourage you. It’s good to know that I’m not.