Treat him as a footstool or a table or a lamp." I'm intrigued with the idea of feminization. Do you use estrogen andhormone blockers?" No. I don't wan... to turn him into a girl, just the most feminine,humiliated boys he could be.It's MUCH better to leave a sissy intact, but caged, and fed ED medicinedaily. It drives them to distraction with horniness, and they're willingto do ANYTHING for a release." Oh, my. You really are cruel, aren't you?"Mrs. McGregor just smiled.Margaret said, "I know we. Well, Nevada seemed to be the closest, so I figured Natrum Sulph was the first thing to try. My next bit of research told me that Nevada was around fifteen hundred miles away. I wasn't sure how fast I could fly, but even flat out that would take a while.The stress of the day and the hours I had spent at the computer combined to give me a low-grade headache, and I lay down for a while. What to do? I just had to try to help that brave woman.Suddenly, I sat bolt upright on my bed. Charles' voice. The sun was just showing over the horizon as we rode up to the house, so we were in time for the big breakfast the cook had waiting for us.Jane was dressed by the time we got home and she came in to eat breakfast with us. She had a funny grin on her face; I was the only one in the house to think that our "secret" was really a secret. Oh, well, I could live with that!I told Jane of our activities with the rustlers and that I was going in to Hixville for a new shotgun. She wanted to go with me. A figure of a woman appeared at the side of the small house. She smiled and waved to them. Then, she turned, walked away and crossed over a tiny wooden bridge near the edge of the forest to blend and disappear among the trees.“No, no, come back!” she and Mason cried in unison. “We still need you.”Startled, Mason woke up and opened his blurry eyes. His heart was racing like he had just run a marathon. It was not yet dawn, but he could see Emily’s face, her forehead pressed against his. She was.