I could hold the cube in myhands to speed up its melting process but why? I thoroughly enjoy mycaptivity. My hard on proves that point with out a doub...!I am dressed like the tart I know I am. I am wearing black satinpanties with appropriate hose and carters to match. I even have on ablack under wire bra that show my boobs, holds them up and pushesthem out if you know what I mean. I had some fake nails on that werepainted slut red as were my toe nails. I was wearing a wig thatprobably needed. .at best, you'd be...." I'd be what?" A eunuch with a menehune penis."At the sound of that, I became violently sick.* * *I refused to accept Dr. Banzai's diagnosis. No way was I turning into awoman! I spent hours on the Internet, trying to determine if such athing had ever happened in human history, and there was no precedent forit. I had to find a real doctor, one who wore shoes! This was all somekind of cruel joke, a cosmic payback for my years of philandering, as ifall the women I'd. Man My woman came, and with sweet words, convinced me I should still stay while. Found me these new garbs, This finery, which pinches, stays, controls. And yet, she says- I say- 'tis masculine still For did the master not prevail, allow the mistress-no, the wife- to play this game. I show my power, my control, Unleash the bitch but when I call Returned she shall be to collar and to heel. Shall she not? Man begins to apply mascara and eye. And this is my first sex story which happened 4 years back, so please forgive me if any mistake in this sex story and obviously my inbox will be waiting for your valuable feedback. Please write to this mail Ok. Let’s get into the sex story and I am not willing to keep you waiting further.This is real incident happened in my life 4 years back just 15 days before her marriage.About my friend. The sex story will be a little bit longer as I told she is my best friend and need to start with where.