"Wear it, Sir?" Yes," he continued, smiling broadly, "you wear it. Inside of you." Oh!" she said as her face turned a bright shade of red to the roots...of her hair. Again she looked at him questioningly.He simply nodded after hardening his features making the gesture a command.She set the box down on the table next to the sofa and lifted her pleated skirt. She was naked underneath in accordance with his standing instructions not to wear underwear except as necessitated by her female cycle. She. ”The Doctor asked, “What was the purpose of getting your Mother pregnant?”I responded, “I want to be a sperm donor and breeding stud.” Mother laughed.The Doctor asked, “How many times did you all have sex?”Mother said, “I just could not stop having him filling my womb with sperm each day.”The Doctor indicated, “I need to examine you to see how far along you are with your pregnancy. Please get positioned for me.” Mother was already in the gown. She positioned herself on the table. The Doctor. Also, his mouth felt strange and when he inspected his teethhe found they were improbably white and suddenly. realised they weredentures! He reached up to check his wig and discovered it was no longera wig but his own hair. These revelations did not have the devastatingimpact on John one would expect, oddly he took them in with insoucianceand revelled in the other changes he discovered, his breasts were realand fortunately well supported by the bra, he was much smaller andfrailer, his voice. Towels and soap lay nearby."Clean yourself. When you are done, come and find me, and I will feed you. To find the kitchen, go past the room that you woke in, then take the right-hand turning." She smiled, the expression surprisingly young on her seamed face."Or simply follow your nose."%%%Bathing was an unimaginable luxury. After weeks where the sweat of hauling the makeshift sledge had mingled with the acrid smell of desperation and fear, the sinful pleasure of washing (In hot water! With.