I tossed, turned beneath the sheets. The excitement was keeping me awake, until eventually the whole day finally washed away as I visited a beautiful ...lace in my mind, full of tranquility.**********I awoke the next morning early, my mom had come in to inform me she was off to work. I said my goodbyes, before the sound of her leaving forced a sense of anticipation to rush through my body.Today was the day. I couldn't get the images and memories of Juliet out of my mind. My cock took notice,. “Nope, we’re here to prepareyou for the herd. We’ve already injected your tit’s with achemical that will increase their size and start themlactating. They’ll just be like a pair of cow’s udders!” Kay said,heading towards the table and picking up a cat-o-nine tails.“I’ll get her undressed while you go and put on somethingmore comfortable. When we ****d you, you wereu*********s. Now at least we’ll hear you scream!” Kay said,swinging the whip at Caroline’s back. The tails of the whipbit into her. One regular trader of course, was our old friend the Spanish captain whom we had rescued. He was now our main agent in Venezuela and doing very nicely out of the honest trading. He liked nothing better than to visit our island and indulge his cross-dressing. Each time he visited, he quickly completed our mutual business then he would make his excuses to get changed in private. As evening approached, he would rejoin us and step out from his private offices beautifully gowned and powdered.. ”“The way to avoid having babes of my own,” I told her, smiling, “is not having babes up in my room.”“You’re going to go for total abstinence?”“I don’t think I’ll be able to hold out that long,” I told her, laughing. “Let’s just say I’m trying not to start anything I can’t finish.”We dropped the subject at that point, both of us probably realizing it was getting a little personal. I was tempted to ask Emily what her own plans were, now that Mr. Farnsworth was no longer in the picture. But her.