She looked him in the eyes before shifting her attention and staring frankly at his erect cock and his testicles, still shriveled from the long swim i... the cold lake. She kept him standing before her, fully available to her gaze longer than might have been comfortable for him. "Start the shower. I'll join you," she said. He turned and walked to the shower head and she turned and stripped out of her suit. She turned to him as he stretched in the warm flow of the shower. She looked him in the. One part grew into a pale pink camisole, while the other shrank around the new breasts to become a silken bra. Pants grew together into a single tube of fabric that moved up the leg to three inches above the knees before it blossomed out into a flowing skirt. Boxer shorts became a pair of frilly panties. His socks moved up her legs transforming into a pair of stocking, were held in place by a pair of frilly garters at the tops, well up on her shapely thighs. Her male shoes lost their. The waters here havedyed my skin copper-colored, my facial and body hair have not re-appearedsince that awful soaping, and my breasts and bottom have swollen out totruly impressive dimensions!Also noted: My gait seems to be a permanent, simpering, swishing, tip-toeing mince, and I flutter my hands in an exaggeratedly femininemanner--again, just like the Slave Girls. My hair is longer and jet-black.In short, the only difference between me and the Submissives is my maleorgans, whose shrinkage. Mom stepped aside as she moved in and took him into her arms. “Carlos, are you ready to watch me mate with your dog, Shadow? Is it all right with you if I become their human bitch? Like these three women are bitches to their dogs? Can I give myself to your dogs, Tucker and Shadow?” She kissed him on the mouth, took Mom’s arm and put her back in front of him and Mom kissed him. She didn’t wait for an answer from him, she just turned and returned to the dog, got onto her hands and knees with her.