As well as the dress, I found a knit cardigan, knit belt and a lovely straw hat. I ordered from the Internet a pair of brown ankle high boots. The b...ots looked comfortable. The next three days in London would include walking and standing; I needed to have shoes that would not hurt my feet. In my suitcase where my makeup kit, stockings, wigs, and panties, red knee-high PVC boots and fake silicone breasts. The suitcase weighted 25 kilos. I arrived at London Heathrow Airport at 10:45 on a. All my work colleagues. Katrina, the owner; Megan, her deputy; Annie and Cathy who did all the work.And, of course, Kim, who ran the IT.God, it was really happening! I couldn’t believe it. Christ!Katrina smiled.“You found us! I’m so pleased. Welcome, Jason.”“What — what’s going on?”“We know your secret, Jason. Kim hacked your computer. Lots of naughty stories, most of which feature — surprise — us!”Katrina sounded delighted. I could feel myself going red, and when I looked across at Kim, she. She had removed her garters and stockings in favor of a pair of super sheer black hose, all the way sheer, as in, no crotch panel to get in the way. She had me lay down on a short narrow bed with my back propped up by pillows. She danced around, jiggling in all the right places, and actually put on a first class lap dance. I lay there naked while she teased my cock with her tits and other chubby parts of her body. At one point, she straddled the bed, and twerked her ass up and down on my cock.. I can't move my handy-pandies fwombehind my back" Why not?" It'th not awwowed. Mummy thaid tho. Pwuth - the movement detector. Itweally workth, and it'th weally noithy!"The was silence for a few seconds, then Daphne softly asked, "Doeth ithurt? The plug up your bot-bot, I mean." Nahh. I'm pretty used to it. Plus my Mama has a big strap-on dildo shelikes to use on me occasionally. You should see the size of that!" Hecould see the sissy-baby's frock and petties twitching below his nose,and he.