"Nicki! In my office, this minute!" barked the voice she was dreading to hear. "What time of the day do you call this, Missie?" asked Matron Sloan, wi...h a glare that pinned Nicki to the spot much like a lepidopterist crucifying a butterfly. "The morning?" Nicki tried, a little optimistically. "It is exactly 9.05 A.M.," the Matron informed her, "in the five minutes for which you are being paid, but have been absent, three patients have filled their bedpans, one has vomited, and two have died.". Instead, his story of being forced intoskirts to stay out of jail had the courtrooms rapt attention. As heexplained, he was forced by circumstances to suppress his male ego andlive as a woman.His lawyer interrupted his testimony. "Excuse me Mr. Trousdale. Aseveryone can see, you don't look like anything like a man. I would thinkno one meeting you for the first time would question your true gender." Why thank you, I was under close scrutiny the entire time so I was forcedto mimic female. She opened the drawer, reached in, and withdrew a life-like, ten-inchrubber dildo! She faced me, still smiling, and slowly, dramaticallystrapped it on. Then she reached back into the drawer and withdrew atube of lubricating gel and generously greased her rubber dong. She satdown on the edge of the bed, next to me, and gently stroked my hair.The monstrous cock was inches from my face."This has been a day of firsts for you. Your first day in your newcareer. Your first public appearance in your. "No, please, my husband loves my hair down there, please dont" I moaned. "Shut the Hell up breeder, youre mine now. She turned on the razor and placed it on my pubic bone. The vibrations were fantastik. It was like a vibrator yet almost industrial. "No, Jon will be pissed" I said . "Oh well" Barb said as she turned the Braun around and I felt the blades against my already trimmed pussy lips. It felt so erotic yet kind of scary, my pussy had never been completly shaved. She hit the button which.