“Richard,” he said, in the gentlest of voices, “I normally agree with you on most things, but this time you couldn’t be more wrong. Dear Julia...here and Clarissa have set the lead, we mortals must follow.” In a few seconds his shirt and shorts and shoes were on the floor, and he turned back to me and pressed his tight body against me and said, “I am Pierre, and this beautiful woman, who is currently removing her dress, is my wife, Francine. And we beg the right to be the first couple to enjoy. It really gave me Hell but I suspected that thiswasn't going to change.My belt was unlocked and removed. After several days of minimal rations,it really wasn't that tight anymore. More a permanent reminder thananything else.Sister Sarah opened a box that was sitting on the table and brought outa pink concoction that seemed to consist mainly of laces, bones andsuspenders."After discussing it with your mistress we decided that rather than anordinary girdle, you should start with a proper corset.. Soon she'd have a suitable wardrobe to go off to university with.When she arrived at university, she'd be like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon. She'd be transformed from the plain, dowdy Mary that her classmates made fun of behind her back into sexy, exciting Mary, a Mary that just "might" find a boyfriend.She languidly slid a hand back under the covers, and let her fingers tap against her white panties, teasing herself. Her mind was wondering what it'd be like to kiss a boy, to feel. Mes v?tements ?taient un peu plus grandsqu'ils auraient d? l'?tre, mais, encore, ce n'?tait rien d'alarmant.Je levai mon t-shirt et m'attardai ? ma poitrine. Elle n'avait rien def?minin : j'avais la m?me pilosit?, ma musculature ?tait toujourspr?sente. Un peu moins d?finie, peut-?tre. Mes hanches, mes jambes,tout me semblait ? peu pr?s normal.Apr?s environ une heure ? me regarder sous toutes les coutures, le seulchangement que j'ai pu observer ?tait un bouton qui m'avait pouss? aumilieu du.