” He rubbed my cock through my jeans. “Let’s get you into something more comfortable.”My mistress handed my master a pair of scissors. He cut ...ff my clothes. He moved slowly, methodically. He was teasing me. I whimpered. I blushed instantly.“Awh, is my little slave boy getting impatient?” Mistress asked me. She stood behind my head.I tilted my head back to see her. I bit my lip at her mocking tone. Somehow, I got even harder.“How’s about a little show?” she teased with a smile.“Yes, please.”“So. ... Make up...?Each phrase repeated softening in to an echo. Subliminal messagesappeared on the screens ?You are a woman?, ?You want to be a woman?,?accept your femininity?, and ?You are a girl?. They flashed as thepictures of beautiful women on the screens changed. This continued for24 hours.Meanwhile the Feminox, combined with the feminising agent, was havingits desired effect. Paul?s skin became soft and hair free, his body wasslowly taking on a female shape.The hypnotic messages. She told me to take her panties off so I did and kissed her again. I was working inside her wet pussy and she spread her legs and pulled me between them and smiled at me. Corina said she was ready now and wanted her shy Teddy to be slow and if she said to stop I should. I moved my bare hard cock to her hole and asked her if she was ready and to let me know if it hurt at all. I slid the head in and thought her hole was tighter now and told her to relax and I would stop if she said so. I started. .."Damn! You're actually good at something, Belle...I'm seeing it and Ican't believe it. But let's see how flexible you really are..." Whatfollowed should have been an excruciating torture session with Hell's ownpersonal trainer and I guess in a way it was. I mean it hurt worse thanany imagined pain I'd ever cringed and cowered from; my body burning andaching, with searing pain stabbing across my joints as I twisted from sideto side and back to forward. I felt like I was being stretched out on.