She was sent up because of her … ah … “activities” with some females.So…after much discussion and a rate of payment agreed upon, here is the...program.1. No hypnosis unless I am in attendance2. Any “key words” or “trigger” words must come from me.Phase One: She is to be convinced that she is very very very feminine. She must act, dress, and be very girly, very feminine, that she is a real girly girl. Jeans must make her feel uncomfortable…she must think they make her look “dumpy” and unattractive. ”The two knights who were posted by the entrance to the cave unsheathed their swords, Iden responding in kind, gripping the hilt with both hands as they squared off. He’d sell his own mother for a buckler right about now, but the only shield that he had brought on his expedition was the tower shield, and it wouldn’t serve any purpose in a fight like this. He had hoped that he might be able to avoid a confrontation if he could convince the Paladins of Isabelle’s innocence, but they might as well. My excitement was fearful. She was a splendid limbed woman, looked twenty-five instead of eighteen years old. Her cunt-hair jet-black, crisp and thick as on a negress’ head, grew up her mens and down be-sides the lips. The vermillion stripe in the midst of it was enough to drive any man mad. I put out my hand to touch it, but Camille pulled it back. “No, no”, she said in a suppressed voice, “you must go, you promised me.” “Let me fuck then.” “No, go at once.” She pulled me towards the door, the. They looked like an ordinary pair of panties. But what if they were magical panties? What if when I slipped them on, my dick and balls melted away and were replaced with a pussy? As you might be able to tell, I have an active imagination and it’s always trying to scare me. It succeeds more often than not.I held my breath and slipped on Carla’s panties. I exhaled a sigh of relief as my genitals remained whole after coming in contact with the silky material. In fact I sprouted a stiffy. .