This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. Theparameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely at thediscretion...of me, the author, and, as such, I make no apologies for anyrules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or magic that may be brokenwithin the story.-------------------------Now onto the fun stuff-------------------------S2K-2ND STORYby JRDJulia stared at the screen, reading the latest post to the hyperboard. Ifall of these posts were to be. So what happened in the aftermath of this little experiment? I have waited for a little over a month to see what would happen. I have gone through the year end stresses of my business along with the added stresses of the holiday season. The result is there still has not been a desire to crossdress! I asked myself, just what does all this mean? I gave myself some questions and some answers.Knowing that the obsession to dress did not come back means to me that I truly have faced my own personal. Madge smiled as shereached up towards the ceiling of the closet then activated a switchwhich lowered a sturdy gleaming steel cable with a dangling metalclasp. Once she had enough cable she switched off the whirring winchmotor. "Step into the bag. Step into the bag sissy," she ordered as shesteered me by my tied elbows. I felt the coolness of the heavygleaming satin on my stockinged feet as I stood centered in the bag."Now kneel down, kneel down sissy boy," she said. I made it to myknees and. Getting out of the car, I walk over towards them, the mum see’s me coming over but doesn’t do anything, the grandma see’s me and smiles saying hello, giving me a hug like I’m an old friend. I say hello, then saying if she would excuse us, turn to look at the mum and say I’m just taking mum away so I can fuck her silly. I smile at the mum as she realises what I’ve said, that her mum isn’t doing anything to stop it or even react to what I’ve said, and see the quizzel expression on her face as.