My legs seemed thinner and more womanly than I remembered, and being covered in the pink silk leggings heightened the effect.I heard a bumping on the ...loor above me so I snuck back to the bed and lay next to the sleeping blonde beauty quietly and soon after one of the brunettes entered and woke her."Wake up Madame," I heard her say as I pretended to be asleep. "I guess I will go ahead and do this while she is asleep," she said as I heard her approach my side of the bed.I wanted to get up and. I had no idea what he meant until I heard someone scoop something off the floor. Suddenly I felt my panties, and it’s horrid contents, dumped on top of my head, then smeared around coating my hair, covering my face, and then placed on top of my head. The foul smell assaulted my nose and made me want to retch again but I held it back and dove instead into the lustful bliss that was bombarding in my mind. The men laughed again as the shit filled panties dripped down my hair, down my face, and. Soon, in fact, whenever she entered a room I wouldfeel my knees flex automatically. Everyone assumed I was curtseying to her,but actually it was a reflex action caused by my conditioned response to godown on her, until I realized that we were in public.But here I've been going on about She Devil and haven't gotten around totelling you how she dressed me or some of the things I had to do around thecircus for the other girls -- and with them! And there was also my gradualdiscovery of my uncle's. "Theresa looked over to me and said, "You had to grow up with this?"I gave a half a grin and replied, "He's being nice to you. You should see him when he's upset!" John," my father admonished, "you are not helping the situation." Oh, but he is," Theresa said. "He's making you seem human."My mother made a little noise, but stopped herself."Now, let's see," my father went on, as though the previous interruption hadn't happened, "the first question is; should John and Jessica get married, when she.