Sharon stopped then pulled a plastic bag from her purse." Ok Honeycakes put the items from your pockets into the bag. IFI don't like it it goes in the...trash. Your clothes will not be leaving with you.Those rags will go in the trash." " Am I just going to walk out of here naked?" Jill asked " No silly John is getting you a sexy new outfit as I said we would. Nowlet's get you stripped and finish wiping you down. Although if it was earlyin the morning say fourish a.m. in middle of summer. Decisions have been made. Yes, and there’s still a couple of slices of that nice ham left and the bread should still be all right, if not, I’ll freshen it up in the microwave. Then a long soak in a hot bath and bed.’She put her empty cup down, struggled to her feet, her hip stiff, and limped to the kitchen to prepare her supper.There was no WWAG meeting that evening. With the heavy grey clouds blanketing the sky, it was completely dark in Mark Clark’s dingy flat by 3.30 in the afternoon.. And then finally, Snap, SNAP! The bra pulled tighter into its final position, sealing his fate.Paul beat the bed in frustration, gasping and sobbing. He had been fully defeated by two simple articles of woman's underwear, which had magically trapped his body in a virtual silk prison!As the tears streamed down his face wetting the bra, he looked down and saw something he absolutely couldn't believe; his breasts were growing.It was unmistakable; his breasts were expanding to fill the bra. What. Come ongirl let's go!"On the way back we stopped off at a huge mall and had a ball buying mesome new clothes. I even had a make-over and she bought me a new real-hair wig. By the time we left the mall I was dressed as an common rathertarty slut and she told me to leave my boy clothes in the good-willclothing bin. The thought that I had no boy's clothes to change intoscared and excited me. This was a big step I hoped I would not regret. Iwas at her mercy now.When we got back to the house there.