With a blackvelvet scrunchie holding back my hair in a pony tail, I was lookingrather more female than androgynous by the time we got there.In his con...ulting room, Gwen and I sat facing Mr Harding. He looked atboth of us, finally turning to me. "Now, Mr Bransley, I understand thatyou would like cosmetic gender reassignment surgery. Is that correct?" Oh, er, I'm not sure. What I was hoping for is the removal of the penisand the creation of labia and clitoris, er, I think." I tailed off."Yes,. We ate leisurely and giggled and got horny reminiscing about the previous day. The secretary put on the casual outfit and my sister helped with her hair. She neared completion when a knock announced the heiress's arrival. I opened the door to the chauffeur. The heiress and her entourage stood beside her Bentley. She smoked a long thin cigar. Tall, with a long thing face and a trace of wrinkles, its tightness reminded me of the old flapper only more regal. She looked me up and down and guffawed.. .. that doesn't make any sense. Why would he write to PGS? Thanks Shell" and the link was broken.There was almost the faint whiff of ozone as an electronic circuit closed. Shelly looked blankly over her desk for a moment, then rapidly used her 'puter, and smiled grimly at the information. She got up and held her hand down on the door buzzer to the 'Dungeon'. There was a click as the solenoid released and she marched into Rowan's office. Rowan was looking slightly alarmed as Shelly usually only. The Goblin climbs up the ladder into bed, slumping face-down onto the pillow, jamming his fat cock up Pussy's ass. Pussy is paralised, looking sideways across the room, she is drooling some cum that has made it's way all the way through her swollen, cum filled belly. Like Lucy, she has never been fed. Pussy looks vagrantly outwards, staring at Lucy. Lucy is still shaking uncontrollably, trying desperately to push out thick globs of white Goblin cum from her ass into the dog bowl. Her trembling.