When I pulled the plug out of her ass that night, she whined and rubbed hercheek on my hand. I told her that she would get a bigger plug tomorrow. B... the end of the first week we had almost settled into a routine. Enemas inthe morning followed by ass stretching, piss drinking and ass cleaning. The restof the day I spent torturing her, needles in her tits and labia, tit paddling,ass whipping, and usually a crop to her clit to make her cum. On Saturday nightI let her have a glass of wine,. " Oh, for us too." Abby reached over and touched a control, making a large eastern bank of windows transparent to the day's first rays of sunlight. It was strictly a one-way affair. With the Heisenberg shields at full power, from the outside the bedroom still appeared to be covered with a blurry gray foam.Abby petted me for a moment and grinned. "Wow! You sure are in excellent shape! I don't think I've ever seen you looking so muscular!"I caressed her lower back, tracing her spine and smiling. So are you. I mean..." I know what you meant to say, Amanda. You don't have to pretend..." Shh." She pressed her finger to his lips. "I think you're very handsome."As Morbius made coffee, they sat down together on a leather sofa in the lounge. Compared to the depraved criminals of the previous day, Richard appeared a true gentleman. He was polite, refined and seemed genuinely interested in her as a person."I've brought you some things to wear," he informed her, producing a number of. I squatted up to see that I had practically filled the bowl withpiss! I flushed the toilet, still pissing. I could see my glans hadbecome a pubis, and piss flowed freely from just behind that. I no longerhad a scrotum. Instead, well, I couldn't get a good look... but I had agood idea.I sat back down on the toilet, still pissing. I looked at my much moreslender arms and hands. I felt down from my breasts along my sides. Mytorso might have already been narrower. My waist had certainly shrunk,and.