Thwaccckkk! A sweetly delivered stroke. Alison screamed and clutched her bottom. "No girl - you must not do that. I know you have never been caned bef...re, but if you reach behind with your hands I may catch your fingers and I do not want to do that. Clutch onto the legs at the front and be a good girl".Again and again the cane sang its song, leaving tramline weals on that chubby white bottom which was soon turned red. Alison screamed and screamed, but hung tightly onto the legs at the front. As. He had a bit of a macho side, but not nearly as bad as most men in Texas. He was a good boyfriend and Allison was terrified at the prospect of revealing her new self. Not only did she have a bigger penis than him, but it now seemed impossible that she would ever be a mother.“Hey! You just get back? Why's your bag on the floor?” He reached down and retrieved it before shouldering his own backpack and gym bag.“Oh... I was really tired when I walked in. Long day.”She set the mail back down as he. They tried the old salted coffee routine on her but she merely went to the ladies room and pissed like a cow anytime she felt the spirit move her. Keeping her at her desk with a chain around one ankle proved disastrous as well. She merely brought in a bedpan and used that to relieve herself as her section compatriots gawked. Needless to say this approach was quickly aborted. A compromise of sorts was negotiated between the parties. Mavis agreed to be disciplined after hours on alternate days. I was shocked, didn’t know what to say. So I sat down on my love seat and Rick sat right down beside me. We drank a few beers just bullshitting about dumb stuff. All of sudden Rick put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing it. I asked what he was doing and Rick replied I never been with a cross-dresser but I want to fuck you badly. I told him that I hadn’t ever been fucked and would like him to be my first. He started to kiss me shoving his tongue in my mouth, still rubbing my leg. I.