I don't want this to end." I said. She squeezed my hand."Well it better not end, bub." She growled. I shook my head at her, and she knew what I meant....She kissed my palm, just like at the bar a week ago, and settled back in to watch the scenery pass by.I wondered if it would be possible to have Anna be my assistant. I really needed one, and I know she's way better at the paperwork and organizational stuff that I'll ever be. Was I thinking with my dick? If things went south for us, how bad could. I realised I must have looked comical."What am I going to do now? How can I face people at work knowing Ilooked like this earlier today?"Lorraine started cleaning my face as she said:"Not quite, you didn't have mascara running down your face did you?Look, you have to step it up a gear. You are out of your comfort zoneand you need a guide here. You need someone to hold your hand as youfind your way. Trust me I know what you need."Lorraine finished cleaning my face."After what you did to my. “Well show it then, why are you wasting our time!” he shouted. “I am not,” she pleaded. “Greg, can you take over I am going for a drive, you know the schedule and if I get back and we have no progress then we can all go home!” he said leaving the cottage. “He is pissed at you!” said Greg stating the obvious. “I know....” said Cassie wanting to cry. “I have never seen him like this, you are lucky to have him working with you!” said Greg. “I know, come let's start when he gets back I want to show. The level of role reversal depended on the Mistress. While he didn'twalk around with the monstrous breast implants many men did, his Mistresshad her kinks. Karl's ass was a perfect bubble. He had the best buttimplants money could buy. He also looked feminine in almost every otherway.Some men were barely changed physically. Others had full sex changes.Karl was trapped somewhere in between. Flat chest, bubble butt, feminineface and frame, and of course long flowing hair. He learned early.