Mama and Sharon would just adore that; wouldn'tSHE? The child's reply had been as enthusiastic as it had beenpredictable.Mother and daughter patiently... lovingly, trained 'Shauna' todress, walk, speak, act, and think like a girl, until it became secondnature to her. The older sibling especially took to the task. Noplastic doll could ever hope to compete with her walking, talking,interactive 'Barbie'. Gradually, "Dress Up" became any time Shauna wasnot in school. The 'game' became pretending to. One day, my mum’s cousin s****r came to see her and all of us were surprised, as she and my mum were not on talking terms. She showed a lot of concern and asked my mum to visit her doctor. We agreed to her suggestion as we had tried everything possible. Next day me and my mum went to the doctor. Our appointment was the last one at 8pm, as we booked in too late. When our turn came I asked my mum if I could come in, as I would get bored sitting outside. After taking all the details, the doctor. I take out both fingers and taste the one. ‘Your dream seems to be getting good,’ I think as I watch you arch your back and slightly part your lips. I lightly trace my index finger over them, leaving my sweetness on your mouth. My finger travels down over your chin, down your neck, moving gently over the line of your shirt, lifting it a bit more to expose your other breast.I trace my fingers around watching goosebumps rise around your hardening nipples. I then circle my fingertips around each. ” Her firm voice drew my eyes away from my stiffening dick. I looked up to see her nodding to a spot on the floor in front of her, a stern expression on her face. I compliantly obeyed, scrambling off the bed and looking up at her, waiting for her next instruction.“That’s my good little boy,” she said, her voice full of praise. “I was tempted not to even put these panties on at all, but I thought you’d like to see the whole package.”“Yes, Miss,” I replied, nodding my head in appreciation. “Thank.