’ She turned to the stove to watch the melting butter. ‘Answer the question, sister. Don’t play all shy with me now. I’ve heard you two for we...ks. Or, were you just play acting for him?’ ‘Damn! You heard us? Why didn’t you say anything? Oh, this is so embarrassing. Eliza!’ Bethany looked at the stove top, the butter kept melting and she absent-mindedly stirred it with the spoon. ‘You still haven’t answered me. Here, put these onions in there.’ ‘I… he… he’s incredible, Eliza, I can’t believe it.. She pushed histesticles inside his body cavity, pulled back his limp member beforetugging the elastic type thong as she released it. It felt incrediblystrange as she adjusted the thin rear straps across his butt cheeks, andthen took a small plastic hair pic from her case. She stood again,picking at his curls as she lifted them and saturated them in hairspray,teasing them upwards and outward even more now as she tugged.When she finished, she oddly knelt right in front of his crotch,. Yes... Well," he spluttered, looking at his wife, who was smiling away at his discomfort as well, "Well that means that you're be involved in being tied up and mild torture would involve you being lightly spanked." He said going slightly red."Oh!" She said, "That's not so bad, I was expecting warm pokers or light whips while I was tied to a stake or something."The look on his face was 'perfect' as he said, "I suppose it all depends on which activity you want to join." He said, which sounded a. A wistful smile crept over her face as she startedscrubbing her face. The light makeup she wore came off easily and herface transformed from marginally feminine to androgynous, perhaps evenslightly masculine. Next, she reached under her hair and pulled on alittle tab and the plain brown wig came off, revealing Roberts ownunruly brown hair.He stared back at the face in the mirror. He barely recognized himself.He had always been a little ambiguous about his gender identity andbeing Rachel just.