My hair was down, falling behind my shoulders. My eyes lined black and my lips painted red, I looked down to my body where I wore a black corset, cinc...ed at the waist pushing my breasts up. I wore thigh-high black stockings with lace sewn to the top of it and two thin straps connected the corsets and stockings together. At the bottom of my stockings were a pair of thick black heels. As quietly as I could, I made my way back into the living room. I supressed an exasperated sigh as I saw your. She had short dark hair and was incredibly petite. Not stunningly gorgeous, but attractive. They were both wearing identical fake fur coats that reached down midway between their knees and their backsides. Sharon's hair was darker and curlier than normal and her make-up had been applied to perfection. Her lips were bright red and puffed as no doubt were the lips of her pussy. Olivia brought them out a glass of champagne each, took their handbags off them, and soon enough the room reverted back. I was checked out of the hospital and we drove back to Palm Beach inAunt Mary's Cadillac convertible. At home Mommy greeted me with a kissand hug, Grandmamma and Aunt Mary also welcomed me back just as warmly.It was a lovely time of year with Christmas approaching, just 4 daysaway, and just after that it was my birthday. Susan and I were to startschool after the Christmas break, the doctor had given us a letter whichstated my gender was female. Karen was to be home schooled by my Mommyuntil. You freeze. You see two of me in the mirror. For a split-second you think it's a reflection trick with this mirror andanother one in the room, but you recall that there are no other mirrors. "Wha-" youbegin again, but I spank you hard on the ass again, having expected your reaction. "Howmany times do I have to tell you, slave? This is my place,and I can make happen here whatever I want." The other me is me as well, nodifference at all other than being in another physical form. I am him, andhe.