He said," And the bra too. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra andslipped it off. He stared at my bare chest and saw that my nipples werestill ere...t. He reached over the table and fondled my breasts and said,"Hmm coming along nicely." I looked down and noticed that I now had thetitties of a young girl. He told me, "Keep taking those pills Triciaand they will grow. If not, we will get you implants." I looked at himwide-eyed, but answered, "Yes sir, I will." It wasn't enough for himthat I. I hated writing about what I was enduring at first but as theweeks passed my time with pen and paper became a solace to me. Recently, I decided to publish my journals. I am not a writer and when Iset down the accounts of my ordeals, I often wrote in a form one might describeas 'streams of consciousness'. At other times I employed personal shorthand.In order that my experiences and feelings be presented in a more readable manner,I sent my journal to the author to be presented in whatever form he. I had found it on line and bought five of them. The tee shirt reminded me of the swamp dog compound. I hadn't shown it to any of the residents of the compound. I wasn't in the mood during my last visits.I was in the cut off uniform pants and the black tee when Wilson came in carrying a pizza box. "I got a three meat pizza," he said."Good it's my favorite," I replied'"Yes I know," Wilson said.I had a glass of chemical iced tea and a slice of the pizza when I spoke next. "Okay Wilson what have. .. or rather attempted to have sex, was a month or two after the proposal. Danny had been a bit drunk, but not too drunk, Bibi thought. So she had dressed up sexy for him, and prepared a candlelit dinner with a good bottle of wine.After the dinner Bibi put on some music, and put on a strip show for Danny, finishing her performance with giving him a lap dance, wearing only her sexy black stockings and high heels. Bibi was pleased when she felt his crotch, and found that his cock was hardening in.