’ He smiled and took a sip of his soda. Just then, the service bell rang, announcing his burger and fries were ready. She was back in a minute. ‘D...on…’ ‘Monday, Donna. Dinner, study, and…we’ll see, okay?’ Against her every inclination, she heard herself agree. She was also feeling something new to her, her vagina was leaking fluid, and she felt like she needed to have an orgasm. A frequent self-pleasurer, she knew the feeling, but it usually occurred only after she had been petting her kitty. .. training, but it didn't then, needless to say. Mistress Anne clapped her hands: "All right, let's get started. We open again in threeweeks, so you have a lot of ground to cover, my dear. You're going to learn to walk and talk and act just like the sexy girl I've made you. This will be your room, and in the closet you'll find your uniforms. But first - pretty new underwear for my pretty new girl."Turning to the small dresser, she pulled armfulls of lingerie out of The drawers, and dropped. At first, itwill manifest itself through favorite items of clothing ?panties, blouses, skirts. That will evolve into choices onyour look and style of clothing ? you'll want to makeyourself look good... ultimately pretty, and female."As your breasts develop, we will implant feelings ofphysical discomfort and emotional embarrassment at havingyour breasts left free under your clothing. This is adecision that will likely take some time to come to gripswith, but eventually, you will give in and put. It was my turn to spin. I watched it turn until it landed on Mary. She stood up and walked across the room, hips swinging. We were all watching her; I was trying to stand without missing a second of this arousing scene. Stopping at a chair she turned and laid back in it, pointed her feet upward and spread her pussy in front of me as I got close. She was enjoying my tongue in her ass as much as her pussy. Her hands were in my hair gripping my head. Burying my face hard in her pussy, I could.