Pat looked down at her chest and said timidly. “Maybe mine don’t because I am different.”I already knew they did. Anytime a female’s nipples...poked out I noticed. “I sure hope not. We should find out if they are normal.” I told her sounding ver serious.I expected to have to coax her more but she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her bra covered mounds were right there in front of me but only for a moment. She slipped the straps off her shoulders and then twisted. ”She then locked the door of the shop and put a ‘Back in 30 min’ sign in the window. “Sorry, but if I don’t do that, we will have a dozen men in here trying to buy their wife a hat. Now, what can I do for you?”So they explained to her that they were going to the dine and dance that night and needed a dress.The assistant was attractive herself, Dave thought around his own age or maybe older. She let Trish look around to see what she fancied, and took Dave aside. “You must be careful to stay. Should she ask Melanie, or even just impose it, she wondered? What would Melanie’s reaction be as she hated being grounded and would be offered the alternative that she might happily accept?However, her enthusiasm for suggesting it to Melanie was soon lost as she reminded herself that John was so dead against spanking and she felt obliged to take in to account his preferences. As much as Claire still wanted to impose a spanking regime and was sure that would work for them all, she didn’t want. My fangs receded slowly, my eyes fading into blue and losing their feral glare. The stiffened hair on my head and neck went soft once again, while my fingernails grew soft and harmless. I was just a girl once more, a little runaway, lost and vulnerable and easy to love."What a pretty little girl," the woman smiled at me, amused by the change. "Come here..."I felt an urge, my body leaning towards her even as I realized she was using the thrall, but she was weak with it and I wasn't a human. I.