She gave me a weak smile and continued to examine the ceiling with her good eye. “Could you please bring me a glass of water?” she said. I stood...up and hurried toward the kitchen. When I got back, I put the glass on a low table and sat beside her. Her body felt limp and surprisingly tender in my arms as I lifted her into sitting position. Supporting her back, I brought the glass to her lips. She moistened them, and glanced at me. I waited as she sipped some more water, then lowered her gently. Laying back on my bed, the panties squeezed my cock, it felt like something was being absorbed into my cock and my balls. The feeling was not really painful, but as uncomfortable as it could be. Suddenly Madame Trixie was setting on my bed, totally nude, holding my hand. “The chemical in the panties, is getting rid of that old ugly cock and balls - it will then replace it with a functioning pussy, one that allows me to rent you out to a customer that wants to fuck you” The pain was increasing. I let out a feeble yelp as the widest part of the shape slipped inside me and with a plop came to rest. I tried to eject it but it was just too large. I accepted it with humility and resignation. With some relief I felt my right leg being released and drawn towards my left leg. With a click of a padlock, my ankles were joined, and with a bit of tugging my left ankle was released from its rope. I rolled flat on my tummy and bent my legs up and down to try and create some give on what was. I turned around facing him, resting my back against the shower wall. Raising my right foot and resting it on his thigh, he soaped it and massaged my foot and toes as he washed the sweat and dirt from my body. Setting my right foot down he proceeded to repeat with my left. Having finished with my feet, having me facing him, his hands slid up my calves, over my thighs, coming to a stop at the Vee where my legs attached to my body. I glanced to my side to see my mother running her wet hands over.