Despite Mummy's obvious presence, I emitted mylittle moan and Maria's finger worked its way about my little sissy pussy. My moan was more pronounced a... her second finger entered me."I see exactly what you mean, Maria," Mummy said, and then continued,"Yes, she really cannot help herself. Let me see how she reacts to thenew plug."With that Maria withdrew her gloved finger I felt a brief sense ofloss, which I knew would shortly be rectified. The new plug wasconsiderable larger, but still of the. Did the people think he was alittle girl? Jay didn't think so, but they treated him like he didbelong at this school which was ridiculous." All these thoughts wentthrough his mind. It scared him. He had to figure a way out of this anda bet that he won was the only way.Then another thought occurred to him, if he had to go to the bathroom,which one should he use? He was still a man, but he was dressed as agirl, sort of. His panties and bra were definitely made for a girl, butjeans and the. Nearby, another bimbo—how had this woman made the blonde into a bimbo?—tongued the feet of a redhead watching us. The bimbo wiggled her naked ass, obviously so happy to lick the redhead’s toes.This woman had gotten a sample of the bimbo serum somehow, but hadn’t replicated the formula. Frank came up with it. It was complex. Something revolutionary. And I was not about to let this bitch have it. It was my husbands.We would profit from it.My fingers squeezed harder at the surge of anger, my. Now why would the Commander in Chief of Starfleet, successor of the sacked Sam Gardner, visit a busy industrial estate during lunch-time a second day in a row?When the Admiral disappeared into one of the offices, Falkner looked for a way to follow him. It was a bet with lousy odds that the scene he was going to witness would probably be the same sickening procedure as yesterday, only that today he had a bug and a hidden camera in place to record the event and didn't need to risk detection. Now.