I always feel better when I cook,” I told him and made both of us a really nice lunch. I also noticed that we needed to go to the store again.“Who...eats all of the food? It’s nearly all gone already,” I wondered out loud, as I cooked.“You do. It takes a lot more food to keep up that new body of yours,” Al told me from his favorite resting place. I wondered if he was right? We did always seem to be nearly out of food.“Guess I need to go to the store this afternoon before I start studying. At. It turns out that the adult toy store was connected to a topsecret sissy sex club where select clients were allowed to stop by anduse a sissy anytime they needed a release. It was just like my dream. Iwas locked in a room where cocks would frequently pop through the holesin the wall.All this time, my neck was collared and locked to a chain that hung fromthe ceiling and my hands were locked behind my back, but every time I sawa cock I lunged at it, even if the chain started chocking me. Being. " He fingered the delicate golden ankle bracelet he was wearing. He had given it to her on their first wedding anniversary. "I have to admit that these feelings scare me." Why?" she asked."Because I think I may be really starting to like this! I shouldn't. I'm a man! Men don't wear angora dresses and high heel shoes. But I am and it makes me feel really good." Are you having thoughts about men? You know, like... romantic thoughts about men?" she asked."Ew no! I may look like a babe, but that. "Hey." Hey." I said back as I sat right next to him and he gave me a tight hug that my right side of my face cheek met his chest."How are you feeling? Getting around alright?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the t.v.I put my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder to get a better closer look and feel with his abs and body. "I'm cool."Something on my tone of voice must have caught him off guard. "Hey, are you lying to me?"When I did not reply, he put a finger below my chin and kind.