More than five minutes passed before Brad finally looked up and smiled at Marie.“Hello again, Marie. It’s been too long...” Brad spoke softly an... pleasantly. This was not what Marie had been expecting, and it made her feel anxious and nervous about what Brad would tell her to do.“Hello, Brad,” Marie managed to say, while looking around to see if she could find a clue about what Brad expected her to do. However, there was nothing in the room that seemed to be a prop for the video she was about. Ichkonnte mich nicht erinnern, jemals so etwas in meinen Tr?umen gehabt zuhaben. Als er mir das Kost?m in die Hand dr?ckte, bemerkte ich diesedicken Beulen, fragte aber nicht weiter nach. Es war eine furchtbareLeere in meinem Kopf - ich wollte aus der ganzen Angelegenheit m?glichstschnell herauszukommen.Das K?rperkost?m war schmerzhaft eng. Es schien meinen K?rper umzuformen.Jetzt fand ich heraus, was diese Beulen waren: Brustformen. Das Kost?mwar dazu bestimmt, mich komplett weiblich aussehen. Take the rest of the day off and tomorrow if necessary. You've had a big shock to your system and the best thing you can do now is rest. We'll still have a lease department when you get back," Ken smiled."Ken's right, Zena. Get some rest and you'll feel better. I'll take you home," Bill offered."OK -- two against one, I can't win," she smiled wanly. She stood and held Bill's arm as they left the office and headed for Bill's car. He helped her into the seat and after closing the door, moved to. I inspected her cage. It was more than a cage, really. Cages imply youcan get out if you have a key. No, this was an encasement, a new bodypart designed to prevent any stimulation to your penis--your clit--everagain. Her tiny little balls were snugly trapped, and just the tip of herclitty was visible--for urination. The rest was smooth, shiny, pinkplastic, maybe a quarter-inch thick and solid as a rock.It would be there for the rest of our lives.Angel woke up next. Her reaction was not as.