..? He hesitated, and then said it for the first time. ? ... Keri.? Sam truly wasn’t being boastful about his prowess in the kitchen. Afte... living alone for so long, cooking and eating well had become one of his few self indulgences. Not that he ever overdid it. He was not overweight. Indeed he would probably be considered slim, if anyone took the time to consider him. And he was always conscious of eating healthy. But he had come to enjoy puttering around the kitchen, coming up. He could smell the scent of baby powder the moment she opened the bag.As she poured baby powder all over his private parts, she whispered, "Doyou see this right here?" She was pointing to his penis. "This is nolonger your penis. This is your little clitty and good little girlsdon't touch it, do you understand?"Tony nodded. He didn't have the will to fight with her anymore.Once he was diapered, Brooke dressed him in a large and frilly pinkdress. She ensured to have everything to make the outfit. The dark blue mushroom head had no foreskin, but he could feel a small slit at the tip. It was so slippery and wet. Oil? Grease? It smelled different. New. Unlike anything Troye smelled before. The robot then got up and took hold of Troye. It gently ripped off Troye's vest, shorts and underwear, exposing his cute body. Rambo then wrapped his metal fingers over Troye's slick penis and wanked it slowly. The cool metal made Troye moan with pleasure. He then put Troye down on his back on the. Getting back to Mrs. Kennedy, she was one of those women in their late twenties that probably took two showers a day and were always trying on clothes to see what looked good for her disinterested husband. I had seen her husband a few times on the job, and he was always flirting with the whores down in the bad part of town and went to the bar after work to have a few before going home to his neglected wife.Mrs. Kennedy’s given name was Ava. I thought it was a classy name. The sort that you.