Next Denise was given four injections into her boy breasts which would intime encourage the growth of proper little girl breasts when she reachedpuber...y.And so began the full feminisation of our little sister Denise.Soon after this Mrs Nugent began visiting us at least twice weekly. Everytime she visited Denise would be stripped naked under some pretext or otherand her nubile little body would be examined and inspected by Mummy and thepharmacist. Soon we too (Celia and I) were also stripped and. ”“It is.” “You’ll have to stand up, Alice. Can you do that?”“I think so?”She wasn’t entirely sure she could. It was getting harder to concentrate, after all, and moving her limbs seemed like a bother. Only, she was so warm now, as if she was standing in a window on a summer’s day, bathed in sunbeams.Her gaze returned to the images rising from the half empty teacup once more. Before they had been foggy whisps. Now they were colorful images that changed constantly. A Lion. A house. A tree. A. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin has always been a tiger in bed.What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I was watching. In these fantasies, Kristin and Dianne totally shared their bodies -- there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis. I sent the picture as ordered, and after another sleepless night took another late lunch and waited upstairs in Costas from 1:45pm, very very nervously. As each person came up the stairs I watched in anticipation – a young woman, an elderly couple., a teenage boy – all ignored me and sat on other tables. The top floor of the café was not busy but not quiet, and there was subtle background music playing. After 25 mins (it seemed a lifetime) I took a look at my phone and when I looked up saw a.