"... Daria." That's pretty," she said approvingly, and I could tell my wife wassincere. This was almost too good to be true.Answering her question, I...decided, "I'd like to see what's in the otherboxes." That's my sweet Daria."Being addressed by my femme name sent a shiver through me. I gingerlytook the wrapping off the second box and removed the lid. Inside were apeach-colored blouse and a black pencil-skirt. I almost started to cry.Mila stood up and took my face between her hands. She. She looked to have aged from 7 to 32 in just seconds. Jerry remained unaltered. Mike looked to be 50 now with gray hair and Asian features. Scott gulped as he realized he was next. His crew-cut began to grow out at an astounding rate, large breasts suddenly threatened to break through his shirt, his pants became uncomfortable as his hips expanded and his waist shrunk. In seconds he resembled a teenager's fantasy. George and Susan began to change at the same time. In seconds they were identical. A tiny screw on the side of the cylinder controlled how extended the teeth were - for the moment, then were almost perfectly flat against the cold silver surface. I leaned forward, grasping Catherine's right tit, and slipped the ring over the nipple. She opened her eyes, obviously wondering what the hell I was doing, but I twisted the screw, causing the tiny silver teeth to bite into her hard nipple. She cried out in pain and surprise, and tried to step back, but I simply tightened my grip on. Daddy didn't mind at all. He loved watching her, loved her long smooth sturdy legs. Daddy groaned when she took off her shirt, seeing she had been out running around again without a bra on."Little girl of mine, how many times have I told you, that you need to start wearing a bra when you are outside?" Daddy admonished her.She stuck her lower lip out as far as she could, her best imitation of a pout. "But daddy it gets so uncomfortable when I'm outside playing!" If you'd just wear the last ones.