I was able to get Terry before he had been drugged up,forced to do anything sexual or too degrading. But let's be honest, itwas only a matter of time...before I was going to do those things to himmyself.4.The conversion of Terry into my dream girl was not a simple, quick, ortrivial thing. After all My dream was not just to force a pretty boyinto becoming a beautiful woman. No I wanted the new girl toeventually like it, and for her to be very attentive and loving. So Ihad to really think this. I don’t know how to thank you for what you’ve done today. I’ve never wanted to marry again, but I have missed the warmth and comfort that I used to know. But, in the end, you adjust to the way things are. Today has been absolutely incredible and I’m so grateful to you for waking up my body and bringing me back to life. I’d never have thought it possible that I’d do anything like that, yet I’m so glad that I have. I’ve a lot to catch up on and a lot to learn, and you seem to be the ideal. His hands still grasping at her breasts for dear life and panting into the space between her shoulder blades.Eve gently looked over her shoulder at her husband. He seemed on the verge of going back to sleep, the effort had obviously worn him out.“I need to go to the loo,” she said, looking towards her husband. Dave rolled aside before shifting to the left. Eve swung her legs out and onto the floor and proceeded to the bathroom.“Fuck, what just happened there, that was fucking amazing,” she. ' Mummy, I've been a bad boy.' A rustling sound reverberated from the monitor, followed by the noise of a door closing. Mummy would not be pleased. His cock was rigid in the warm piss contained by the nappy as he hid himself beneath the covers and waited for the opening of the door. It creaked open and a huge breasted woman of about 40 strode in, her nipples and globular breasts evident through the silk kimono she wore, her only item of clothing today. Stern brown eyes looked down at the.