There is nothing to worry about.” She says in a calm easy manner. “Since I've been seeing her I can honestly say that her mental health has never ...een better. But to answer your question. No, your mother is not alright in one important way.”This answer did nothing to assuage either my confusion or concern. “What's the matter? I just talked to her today and everything seemed fine.”“Yes, she puts on a brave face but...” She sighs. “Michelle is doing great with everything except...she's lonely. Everything was going really well, until Anna reached for her glass of water that was on the table. Because of the way she was sitting, I was suddenly looking at her baby blue panties. If that wasn’t distracting enough, I could see a deep groove run along the crotch of her panties where the fabric had gotten tucked between the lips. Realizing I was looking at the exact shape of her pussy, made me nearly come in my pants. I excused myself and fled to the bathroom. I opened my fly and carefully. "Wow!" I commented finally. All I got in response was a chuckle from Bud."Let's try something new," he suggested a few minuted later."Okay, I'm game," I agreed."Walk over to that tree," he said, the HUD highlighting a tree with a considerably larger diameter than the ones we'd been playing with so far. I did as requested."Make me a cylinder this size, one molecule thick," Bud asked, the HUD again giving me the information I needed."Out of anything in particular?" I asked."Whatever you want."I. A few minutes later, he comes back with a collar and leash. I try to bite his hand as he hooks the collar around my neck and unstraps me from the chair, but without any luck. Holding the other end of the leash, he starts walking out of the room. Come, he calls to me. How humiliating! Im being treated like a dog. I try to walk on the stumps of my legs, but he quickly pulls me leash to knock me down. No!, he commands. I awkwardly figure out how to walk on all four of my stumps, hurting the fresh.