"But it sure doesn't feellike I'm dreaming." I felt over my slender arms for emphasis, marvelingat the soft texture of my lightly tanned skin. I lifte... the edge of theshort blue-on-white skirt draped over my wide hips, ample butt and nylon-encased legs. "Even the uniform feels real."We spent a few more moments in solemn amazement at our new bodies, beforereluctantly deciding to pick the teams. We brought the list to Coach whenwe finished.Coach looked over the list with the team and gave his. He told me one day to get dressed. He was taking me out for a surprise. He took me to a piercing parlor and I was told my nipples and clit would be pierced. I was so embarassed to be naked in front of the man with the needles. The piercings hurt a lot and a chain was attached from the clit to each nipple. My owner liked that a lot. The man gave him some pointers to enjoy them during sex. Now when we fuck he tugs the nipple rings with his teeth or pulls on the chains. He likes to pull them and. ''I wouldn't want to go either, but grandma isn't too well, and I might not have many chances left to see her,'' she explained.She held me tight and we kissed. Suddenly she broke away, and began digging through the side pockets of her bag for something.''I want to show you something,'' she said.She showed me a small, light blue cardboard box, and opened it. Inside was a blister pack of tiny pink pills with a little letter Y on them. Half of what had been maybe thirty pills were missing. Then it. He was wearing panties more often and he loved being locked up for weeks at a time. Then he fell on rough times and lost his job. I looked at this as a benefit because someone was going to be needed to clean the house. I told my sissy that since he was going to be home all day, and maybe looking for a job, that I had a job for him to do which is part of his sissyhood. I told him that I expected each and every morning for him to get up, before I do, and make coffee for my journey to work. Once.