A wriggling appeared at my anus and I realized her finger was there, squirming and sliding inside me, then back out. Then her finger found its way to ...he front and eased inside my vagina. The combination of this with her mouth was truly intoxicating. It seemed as if sight itself left me. There was only her mouth and finger inside me."You are so stiff, princess. Are you comfortable?" She asked me."Yes," I nodded more rapidly than I needed to. "I don't know what to do." You're perfect," she. Tears may have streamed down my face with the choppy waves, but they had long ceased to be a concern to me. Tears and seaspray were identical in those days, and equally suffocating. My captain and I were alone in that brackish and monochromatic purgatory. When he shouted to ready the nets, the wind tore the suffixes off his words. Expediently, I timed the waves and thus lurched myself to the deck just as he joined me, urging haste. The roller whirled and began to spool our empty net in the. “There’s nothing wrong with a young woman exploring her sexuality.” Chrissy, seeing that her mother wasn’t angry, relaxed a little, letting the pillow drop. “I just haven’t been laid in such a long time,” she said. Anna laughed. “Tell me about it. Since your dad left, that vibrator’s been my best friend!” “How do you fit it in?” Chrissy asked, smiling. “It’s so big.” “Well, first off, you’re nowhere near wet enough,” said Anna, taking the pillow away and encouraging Chrissy to lie back. She. " Oh my, yes," Helen gushed, "once feminization is well underway, takingthem out in public can be very effective! And we also have makeoverparties, especially for newly feminized boys. All the ladies are invited;we collaborate on dressing them up, choosing their clothes and jewelry,doing their hair, nails and makeup... it's almost like playing with dollswhen I was a girl..." We hold modeling parties," Alison continued, "where the boys must modeltheir new outfits for us. Helen's house is perfect.