" said the surprised but obedient sissy.Sarah slowly but firmly pressed her thumb on Kat's vee from deep betweenher legs right up to the pretty ribbon...flower on the waistband of herpanties. The sissy sighed from the intimate ministration. She had no fearof soiling her black lace, French cut satin panty as she was tightlygaffed. Once Sarah surmised as much, she brushed an invisible wrinkle andremoved her hand and instructed the panting sissy to drop her skirt, atwhich point the Driver assisted. Brian groaned as I wrapped my tiny fingers around his rock-hard shaft and began stroking him.Suddenly, a voice from the higher centers of my brain warned, Stop! You’re not on birth control. You really don’t want to do this and end up pregnant.Giving into the voice I asked, “Do you have a condom?”“No,” he said.“I really want to make love with you, Brian, but we can’t tonight. I’m not on any kind of birth control.”“Never thought of that,” he admitted.“I’ll get some kind of birth control as soon. Vicky never saw those books or checks so I was safe. I would just have to reimburse the business.After three weeks Jasmine and I got together with the investigator. He said, "Don, Jasmine, I'm sorry ... NO, that's not right, I'm happy to report that we can find nothing to indicate your spouses are seeing each other or even know each other. We've followed them every noon hour and after work and they have done nothing they shouldn't have done. The only thing out of the ordinary was last Friday. I had full, pert breasts and soft, delicate skin. Long brunette hair cascaded from my head, some coming in front of my shoulders."Please, I don't want to be a mannequin!" I felt on the edge of tears."Shhh, it's going to be okay, you'll soon see. It's time we began."She whispered some arcane words and suddenly I felt strange, like I was a passenger in my own body. She took my hand and got me off the bed. I couldn't resist. The blanket fell away revealing my supple body. She led me across the.