.a need to be filled. This is anotherdemon's gift of the milk. I truly am becoming a sissy. I am no longer aman. My shame is complete.The collar vibra...es. That is what it does before it gives me newclothes. I am thankful that I won't be naked anymore.The cloth spreads down, dressing me, taking form.Oh no. Please no.I'm wearing the same outfit as Heather was, but this one in light blue,a mockery of my status as a blue.My shoes are black and shiny, with a tall heels and a strap over myinstep,. But she's got resting bitch face even now. her sweater is thin and a bit tight, slightly showing the shape of her breasts, pretty small, subtle. her figure, tall, lean, and her legs in these joggers, god damn those thick thighs, I feel them up and down, so soft and squishy. I look higher up her legs, now fixated on her crotch, her pants don't reveal much, but I slide my hand along her thighs all the way up, feeling that insane warmth, almost heat, radiated from the pussy underneath. everything. Your problem probably isn't a physical one, then. I think that's enough questions. Please follow Miss Waters. She will help you get ready for the examination."Miss Waters, who Christina noted had beautiful, curved features, gestured for her to follow. Christina rose from her chair and followed the nurse through a door, revealing the examination room. In the middle was a gynecoloist's chair with stirrups for her legs. She noticed there were bracers and anklets attached to the chair, their. And there were smiles of satisfaction on their faces. Kris had dressed again so hurriedly that she had unknowingly put her tee-shirt on backwards. And Greg hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on at all.As the father and daughter rejoined the family, they were greeted with shouts and hoots of understanding laughter."Way to go, Dad," Matt said with a grin as he rose and slapped his father on the back. "She's got a great little pussy, hasn't she?" I'll say! It's super-tight," Greg said with a.