I slipped on a pair of four-inch pink stilettos and turned to look at myrear end. When my Mistress decided to up the ante, she had not beenkidding. Wh...le I was a natural A- cup through my estrogen, she wanted meto have a proper waistline and beautiful rear end.My mistress went me back to the same clinic that did all my othersurgeries. This time, I had hip and butt implants inserted. I wassurprised just how easy the recovery was.The facial feminization surgery was much more difficult and took a. Joe handed me the phone and said, “Mr. Smith wants to talk to you Hun.” I took the phone as I inspected my work, “Yes?”“Kathy, it sounds like you did everything perfectly. It is always hardest the first time, but you did fine. Now I want you to lock the lock and have Joe take a picture of his chastity device while you hold it up for display.”I started to ask why when he reminded me to trust him, “Kathy, remember, I’m here to help, but I can’t help if you buck at my every request. I need to see. He was gone most of the week, so it was no big deal. Haldon and Casamir were on one of the computers in there, playing Facebook games and League of Legends as normal. Dale had yet to arrive. Alex was hiding, and Garret was still in class. So all the cool people were either not there, or had yet to arrive.She walked up towards an empty table next to the computers, setting her stuff down and turning towards Haldon."Hey Wonton, where's Tank?"Tank was Cory's nickname. Wonton was Haldon's."He's. ”Answering her is that big tentacle, the one that stands out from the rest with the mouth. Its tongue presses against her clit and Mercy’s eyes flutter closed. She arches her back to push her pussy closer to it. As her eyes drift closed, she sees a tentacle hovering ever so close to her face and notices drops of the green sticky fluid beading out of the end. Her tongue flicks out to lick her lips as she moans.Why did I just do that? I hate cum as much as I hate cocks.Mercy doesn’t have a chance.