Ofthe last two items in the bag, the first looked like a pair of longunderpants, but not really. Vick stared at these for the longest timewondering wh...t they were for. Again as if in response to his un-askedquestion the wizard replied."Those you put on to mask your true gender. If you follow the directionsyou'll notice that after they are on, not even you will be able to tell thedifference. As for the last item in the bag, similar effects will occur withthe same results."Slowly Vick undressed. She watched. Confused. ‘Feels nice,’ she mumbled. ‘But are you suppose to do that?’ ‘Yes I am,’ I said confidently. She nodded. ‘As a matter of fact. It makes you very very horny, you want me to touch you more, you want to submit to my touch, submit to my wishes.’ My heart was pounding in my throat. I didn’t know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My fingers were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but nothing happened. Again I cupped her. Her hands were moving on my head and her eyes were closed. I knew this was the right time to take her. I made her got up and asked her to sit in my thighs with her legs crossing around my back ...and hands around my neck. I pulled her more towards me such that my dick was supporting the weight of her fleshy body. I then asked her to kiss me. She said, “Please Ravi! I can’t do this. I can’t tolerate your painful penetration." I got angry and again blackmailed her.. She had no choice.. I then. I had been on my way home from the Christmas Court of the King to my retirement lands granted to me near the coast of Cornwall, and I had made it most of the way home before this sudden winter storm had made any further travel impossible and my carriage mates and myself were now waiting out this storm at this nearby inn in a town in Devon. ‘Oh, please’ a young girl named Jane begged me, ‘Tell us a tale of wonder and magic, and of a handsome young squire that gains the hand of a Princess.’ Well.