.And in the dream, he was a girl.This girl had struggled with her appearance, feeling ugly compared to herclassmates, and finally had gotten tired of ...eeling like that. So oneHalloween, she decided to see just how pretty she could actually be.And to help accomplish this, she had bought the costume that now lay undera pile of old clothes in the bottom of his closet.She worked very carefully on her appearance, and yet when she wasfinished, she found herself stunned at just how beautiful she. They had gone back to Angela's house and Mistress had ransacked Angela's wardrobe removing anything she deemed 'unsuitable'. Angela had watched, horrified, as all her underwear and a good proportion of her clothing was bundled into black bin bags and taken to the local tip. Part of her still wanted to say 'no', to protest but she was scared, scared that should she fail Mistress she would be rejected as unworthy and that she could not bear.But it wasn't just fear of rejection which kept her. .The intro showed aliens grabbing other aliens and fucking them my eyes grew big as I watched the screen and Cory asked me if I'd like to play I said sure why not I was in my early teens and horny all the time anyway and this looked like fun! Cory said "Okay but we have to play it my way okay?" I said sure so Cory went and got this big fluffy towel and he put the towel over the back of his easy chair then he told me to come over and he lifted me and put me over the chair my ass was sticking up. I continued modelling and I found myself growing excited for each new class without even a hint of my previous self-doubt rearing its ugly head.Of course, after class was finished and everyone else had left, I would find myself on my back with Lincoln’s skillful tongue giving me a sense of pleasure I never wanted to lose.It was after one class in the middle of October that I found myself straddling his lap, his strong hands gripping my small, bare waist as I frantically unbuttoned his shirt..