Two wide shoulderstraps ran from the top front of the corset, crossed behind his back andfastened to the top back of the garment. Garter straps dangl...d downfrom the bottom of the corset. He thought it odd that they would go tothe trouble of sewing garter straps on a man's corset. Once he was allin, the fitter turned Paul around and began to lace him tight. Thelacing took some time. When she was finished Paul's stomach and chestwere tightly compressed. His breathing was restricted. She. That dream last night! That had been quite a dream -- so real! And this morning she had even awakened with her rectum feeling very sore. She supposed the soreness had something to do with the breaking of her hymen. Her vagina still ached... odd about that part of the dream, too. She felt a vague stirring of excitement as she remembered Dick's tongue and lips down there in her dream. She resolutely told herself that it was Dick in the dream, even though he had Morgan's features. That coupled. So here they are. We boarded the next train, I took off towards the last car, where I knew there would be less people and more room to sit. The guys stayed there for a bit, then followed me. I was sitting there on a long bench in the very back, all by myself, waiting for the hot guys to join me. The guy who talked to me before came up in front of me, stood there and looked down at me. I had opened my blazer and exposed my hard nipples. He reached down and grabbed them, then twisted my. It had become alittle obsession of mine and I though I knew I took it to extremes, Iwould never have given it up.Now, filth was spewing out every time I opened my mouth.I put my head in my hands."Shit me."In some ways, the change in pitch of my voice was the most disturbingelement of the switch. My old voice had been light and feminine. Thisnew one was lower and louder. There was an underlying gravel. Althoughit was still very womanly - it was by no means masculine, the completelack of.