I walked home slowly, cum running down my inner thighs while I smoked another cigarette. Sometimes it was good to be an easy whore. What started off a... a potential mugging turned into a fantastic fuck and now I could just go back to my mom’s condo and rest. I would be in town for another week and would spend it with my man and my baby until I flew back to LA to begin my new series of films. I was four months pregnant now and I was sure to be showing in the next couple of months. I’d better get. We had talked about it, but still it didn't seem fair to have Christmas without any presents. We had tried but there just wasn't any extra money. Shelly had put up the decorations and had the apartment looking great, but still there was very little joy inside.Actually there would be one present under the tree, Shelly had no idea that it would be there. A couple of weeks before Christmas we had been at the local mall just window shopping and wasting time. We had walked into a lingerie store and. "Now, what do you really want to do with him?" Breasts," I told her. "I want him to look like a woman, but keep his penis and testicles." Hmmm ... Sounds like fun," she said. "Tell me when to stop."Esya giggled nervously as his flat chest began to expand with budding breasts. They were small at first, but growing in size and shape the way a real girl's would develop over her adolescence. It was all an illusion of course, a hologram painted over the boy's body, just as our senses were fooled by. There wasn't much to it. The one room held just a desk, a chair and a single cell. In the cell was a cot, a toilet and a sink. Off to the side was an open shower stall."Okay, darlin'," he drawled, pointing to the shower, "take off that pretty l'il dress and get in."She turned to him in surprise. "But--" No 'buts, ' sugar." His grip tightened on her arm and he pulled her to him. He stared into her suddenly frightened eyes and spoke to her softly, menacingly. "Now, listen good, darlin'. While.