" my mother said. "I don't know if she'll get over it." She has to... he has to." Tony said. "We all have to." My brother turned sister seemed to be f...eling a bit better now. I guess it was because she wasn't the only one. She then turned to me. "How come you're taking this so well?" I guess it's because my self image wasn't so dependent on being male. Did you tell Dad why I visited the site?" No," my mother said. "Only that you visited it and that it's responsible for our present condition. I. I grabbed some tissues from my purse and cleaned up the chair before throwing them in the trash. I followed this by pulling my panties and pantyhose backup and in place, followed by pulling my skirt down and straightening myself up. I took a deep breath.“Well that was fun,” I said to myself while sitting back down at my desk. I still had twenty minutes until the next class started. I took out my lunch, opened up instagram and relaxed for the time I had left. No matter what I did though I kept. Thats just how it works, its how it has always worked. I always get what I want. Thats just how it works, its how it has always worked. I love using my power for bad, its just too naughty. It feel too good to refuse, it excites me beyond anything Ive ever felt. Even thinking about it right now makes me want to push my fingers into my dripping pussy. I guess I just know what a man wants, I know what I want and I know how to get it. Power lies with whoever cares less. But its not that simple you. Some of you may be thinking, just text your husband and ask him to let you pee, but I know my husband better than that. He has an extremely intense female desperation fetish meaning he loves watching women, especially me, desperate to pee. I am sure if he was not locked in a chastity device with a locking mechanism similar to my belt buckle he would be pleasuring himself right now.” This time most of the audience was united in their astonished gasp except for one voice who yelled, “release.