I started to wonder if I should just say fuck it and try toreclaim my life.Not sure how, but Master might have sensed my uncertainty. He sent meanothe... text. "Good start, sissy," it said. "I hope that you are havingfun. I know that I am. It will only get harder from here on out. And Godhelp you if you ever disobey me, because I have everything I need todestroy you."I gulped and responded. "Yes, Master, I will obey like a good sissyslut."I went to work, but not before sending Master a picture. She was in love with Samlide, Samlock, and Sammy; her three elflings.In another world, Angela looked down and saw she had wet herself, but she knew she hadn’t. She stood, confused. Krill walked in and wondered whether it was the result of being pregnant, he knew she needed to pee more because the baby squashed her bladder. Demelza walked in; “Oh FUCK! Your waters have broken. We need to get you to the doctors.” She ran up the track to get a signal, called an ambulance and knew that the dream. I forced myself to compose a daily summary during those four days. I made it for Alison to read but also for me as well. It was really a list of short reports filled with facts of interest I found daily hidden in the police reports. So Alison had the facts available to her so that she could continue working on her story.During each of those morning walks, we discussed my days find from the previous day. On the first day after our skipped day, I explained that I had found out the name of the. My first full day as a woman (at least onethat I could remember) came to a pleasant close. This wasn't so bad.I was becoming accustomed to the weight of my breasts and the lack of apenis. I missed standing up to pee, but the light, limber body I nowhad made up for it. I put on a short gown and went to sleep.The agenda for today was similar. After breakfast on the patio, wedid some shopping, and watched a movie. To me it seemed like theobject was for me to be seen by as many people as.