The next day at work I needed something in the front storage room looking around I see one of the office grils coming to the phone desk she says hey g...il whats the deal I thought we were on for drinks last nite she blushes bad and looks down then looking up just grins and says TONY With a sweaking laugh the office gril starts asking all kinds of things and she answers in detail a few mins. later my hand is under my skirt and in my panitys, this upsets me bad I'm married why is this making me. Lizzy and l began kissing she drove her tongue into my mouth, she wasn’t at all nervous unlike when we were in the garage. We both got to our feet and once l had unzipped her dress it was around her feet this left her in a white nylon bra that held in Lizzy’s mammoth tits, her knickers came up over her round belly. She unclipped her bra to release those big soft tits that flopped onto her belly, Lizzy was about to peel off her knickers, but l stopped her and said that was my job, it wasn’t till. But every day he drove my humanity further and further out of me. I think it was two years he spent training me. That's my guess. I had no idea the date. At first, it would just be constant rape sessions, where dozens of men would take their turns on me all day long. At first I couldn't stand it. But those men were rough, torturous, and at the end of the day, I needed affection. After they took turns on me, one after another, my trainer came in, patted me on the head, and said, "Good girl.". He then went to work on the rest of the garments.The arm length gloves and latex leggings were tight and difficult to squeeze into, but over the next fifteen minutes Christopher stubbornly pulled them over his limbs. The latex felt nice on his bare skin and he examined himself in the mirror, noting immediately how strikingly feminine he looked. Was this what Vicky wanted?*knock knock knock*“Cmon out when you're ready!” he heard Vicky call from behind the door. Christopher checked himself again.