I will warn readers nowthat the story takes some darker paths latter on and hopefully someunexpected turns. Although still a work in progress the sto...y arc iscomplete and hard to move. This is my first submitted story so pleaseprovide your feedback and input. I am a slut for public opinion.Special thanks to Rezai Balo for helping edit the story and bring it toyour eyes.Standard disclaimers, this is a story of fiction and all characters andsituations are by definition fictional. Approval is. The image of that proud young beauty lying spread-eagled under the hot sun for hour after hour caused her pulse to race and a red mist to form before her eyes. She controlled herself with an effort. A wooden board had been placed for the knife throwing act and some equipment set up for the gymnastics. She would have to be patient and wait until these activities were over before springing her surprise!Then she examined the large glass tank and its assemblage of platform and levers. The three. "Baby girl, I want you to bend over the cabinet."I looked very confused."But--" was all I got out."I need you to be a good girl and trust Daddy." But what--" again is all I managed to say before he stopped me."I'm going to give you an enema."I jumped up and started to head to the bedroom, but Daddy grabbed me by my arm and turned me to face him. With a very caring look on his face he asked me if I trusted him. I nodded my head, but would not look at him. He placed his finger under my chin and. All his life he received a buzz fromwearing girls clothes and even when being intimate with a woman he wasfantasising that, in the relationship, he was the female.Ray was sure that this was a phase he would grow out of but he never did.In fact his desire to be a woman had steadily grown with the years to apoint where he rarely thought of anything else. These thoughts werebeginning to affect his performance at work and in relating to hisfamily.Ray had explored all the options. The internet was.