"Well, we know where he lives, why not just go to a pay phone and call the cops on him."Ken turned from the sink and leaned against it thinking, "We c...uld, but I think he should hurt a little for what he has done. Not kill him, just hurt him, so when he is in jail, he will know what he did was wrong." Ken stopped and thought for a second. "You may not know this, but I read up on him in Amy's data base. He was kept in solitary confinement for his whole prison term. When the bastard was finally. And there was no guilt, since it wasn't his fault! She forced him to do it, so there was no guilt, and he was pure.* * *In the following weeks, he would wake up, further and further into feminine attire, until the day came when he woke up fully dressed. With all this practice, he was learning to move like a woman. He practiced at home too, it was becoming second nature for him. He felt so free! This was just wonderful. He was eager for more and more of this. She would always 'release' him,. We had a really really good breakfast too and I got to help him. But after breakfast mom went to change because she was only wearing a bra, the black panties she almost wore under her dress for her date and a black see through robe. She was all over him, like crazy, I mean, she might as well have been sitting in his lap the whole time and it looked like he was loving it because he couldn’t stop touching, hugging and holding her. I just sat there and looked at them while I smiled because I was. She had me shave my legs first. Then, I put on a pink rufflely pair of panties, a lacy pink bra and white thigh-high hose. She then applied my make-up. I was shocked how much the make-up feminized my appearance. She did eye liner, mascara, foundation, lip liner, lipstick and gloss. My cock was so hard in my panties.About that time, she told me her friend Carl was due any minute and she wanted me to take some pictures with him for her website. I started to freak out about this, but she put her.