A priest restrained. I could easily have killed him by hand or decree, but I did not. I did not really want to hurt myself. I was in enough pain. I s...on saw that I was with child. I grieved anew that I found no joy in it. I felt the child move within me and knew her to be a girl and I felt nothing. I was alone with my visions. When she was born, I gave her to my priestesses. I needed no more images to cause me pain. ‘What are we to call her,’ a priestess asked. I told them ‘Ishtar’ the. 'Shit! They won't come off!''You've got to take them off, Harry... what if... what if you don't getyour dream body... you get mine?' she yelled, hysterical with panic.'Oh......my..... god!!!!!!' Harry moaned as the magic from the ringskicked with a vengeance. He doubled up, clenching his stomach, thensuddenly stood up again, flicking back a full head of lush, curly blondehair.Tina screamed, watching as Harry began transforming right in front ofher.Harry wasn't really sure what was happening to. This was one of my favourite but most restrictive gowns.Dressing would take around 6hrs so was only practical when we werehaving afternoon visitors. The process would start with my release fromthe bed corset/box. I would be allowed to bathe and any stray remaininghairs removed. I would be subject to colonic irrigation as the dresswas so extreme that any chance of needing the toilet had to be avoided.No 2's were strictly out. I would then be secured to the lacing barwhere I would first have a. "That's fantastic. Now I have to get myself ready for part two of your St. Patty's Day surprise." Annabelle said, smiling at him."Before you get yourself ready, may I rub your ta-tas for good luck?" He nicely asked."Yes, you may." She said.Gabriel softly rubbed her large, natural tits under her shirt with both of his hands. They were both turned on for a brief moment before Annabelle went upstairs.A couple of minutes later, Annabelle came downstairs with her sexiest second outfit to date. Her.