" Shechuckled at her diabolical way of turning even routine urination intoa part of my training as her submissive. I was to find it necessary towash m... bottom after each time I urinated. Only one of many newdifficulties I was to encounter. A pair of pantyhose were put on my feet, then slowly pulled up myhairless legs to my waist. High heeled shoes were placed on my feetmaking it difficult to maintain my balance as I awaited her nextwhimsical idea. Chris stood squarely in front. Reflected in the mirror she could see out through her bedroom window, she noticed the curtain twitch in the house opposite, she turned round and looked. She thought she could see someone watching her, from the house opposite; in fact she was certain she could see the outline of some one. ‘I’ll show them’ she though, and rather than pull the curtains she decided to put on a show for him, so slowly she begins to lift the bottom of her dress up, bending over to give him a better view of her ass. Then she could smell food. Italian, she thought. Suddenly she felt hungry. Smiling she moved to swing her feet off the bed and was confused when they wouldn’t move. Pushing down with her elbows, she was even more confused when something pulled at her neck. Panic coursed through her and she yelled, ‘Linda! I need help!’ ‘Now, now, Dear. Just lay back. You’ll be fine.’ Tammy froze. She knew that voice. What’s that voice doing in Linda’s bedroom? ‘I’m cooking us a meal. You must be starved.’. “I still want to give you something special for playing along earlier.” Her eyes glowed ... was she reading my thoughts, or my fantasies? I still didn’t know how it worked.“Do you want to make a baby with me?”I stopped moving and looked at her. My cock twitched in agreement. “Is that possible?”She began to roll her hips due to my lack of movement. “No, but we can pretend. What I’m going to do is change my insides to as close as I can make them to a real woman’s.” She concentrated, but didn’t.