'please no more! please mistress!' I cried into my gag, as my hole was stretched wider and wider, until pop, the plug was sucked in, pulled deep insid... me. Oh how it hurt, filling my insides as my body tried to reject this invasion, but she held me still, keeping me there, and slapping the plug gently, causing me to moan into the gag. She turned the tv on. It was porn. It filled my vision: lots of sissys' being fucked by strapons and big cocks, sissys sucking and gagging, being violated in. Dr. Allen had the envelope torn from the tube and graciously didn’t notice. Wayne glanced around the room at the array of relics on the shelves. One set of shelves was filled with figurines of women—some stone, some china or ivory, some wood. In the midst of these stood two goblets. One was pewter and the other silver in a brass stem. Both were heavily decorated. It was a bizarre collection. He turned to ask Dr. Allen about the collection of old “dolls.”Rebecca Allen sat with a wooden staff in. "Oh come on, being a guy must have it's pros too, you don't have to dealwith periods aha, it's too bad we cant switch bodies for a day. I'd liketo experience being a guy, but not forever of course, I like dressing uptoo much!" It's possible, I know how to do it." For once his face was dead seriousrather than shaking with embarrassment, which caused Ashleigh to feel alittle strange, was he insane?"Oh come on, I'd love to, but we both know that's impossible." Trust me Miss, we can do it with. God, no... no!" she screamed, but her throatwas dry and it sounded like no more than a whisper. "You're going to like it!" he breathed. "You'reso much of a woman!" Her hands beat on his chest, but he just laughedand grabbed her wrists, holding them with onehand as he struggled to pull her tight skirt up overher soft, fleshy hips. Underneath she wore thin, black bikini panties that hugged her firm buttocks, accentuating the slight bulge of her soft hair-covered mound and his hand closed over it.