“How are we going to do all of that?” Mother Katie, always the realest, asked.“We’ll be using the Marker Plates that we created earlier this y...ar to do the moving and that will require the use of a lot of Magic. We’ll begin moving the houses tomorrow,” I told her.“Weren’t those what you made when there was all of that bad weather earlier this year?” Gale asked.“Yes,” Annie told her.“Move the houses where?” Tara asked, confused.“That’s what we need to decide,” Sean told her.“Could we move them. Mistress x arrives at my place with a suit case full of clothes and heels ,wigs everything I need to look like a girl .We sit down for a drink so she can ask me some questions about what type of look I wanted .I have not thought about what type of look mistressOk well I'm going to start by naming you Roxy so from now on you will answer to Roxy .Roxy I have several looks for you to try on ,first we will start with a pair of tights short sleeve top and heels ,then I have a tight short dress with. A sharp gasp and a grunt of appreciation mixed with the sudden buzz of the toy to fill the silence of my bedroom. With my eyes closed my Master had me helpless with arms at my sides, hand raised to my pillow while my hips began to work on thier own.I heard my own breathing turn to panting and then to weak mewling and moaning in time with my rising stimulation.That first climax hit me like a freight train leaving me nothing more than a hot wet smear across the landscape, unstoppable and loud and. Not because I like shit, but I liked the idea of using a slut so well, that she shits herself. I enjoyed rubbing her pert tits in her shit, wiping my hands in her hair, both on her head and the thick mat that covered her cunt. Perhaps I should describe her: Sara (as I’ll call her in this story) is a small girl, just over 1.50 meter, black hair, hairy legs, a very hairy mound and small pointy tits with very sensitive nipples. She’s got a broad ass, her stomach is getting a little flabby – after.