First because he had fantasized about his sister and had on many occasions sniffed her panties. Had, as a child, let her boss him around. Jon’s sist...r, her panties, her piss and streaks of soiled thongs were 2nd on the list of things he jacked off to. His mother-and the full and far reaching filthy fantasies about his mother dominated his sexual desires. But there were many occasions he dreamt about his sister and all the same digusting things he was turned on by he would supplant her pussy,. First, it was changing Michelle's wardrobe tofit the slut Linda saw her as. Every new skirt that Michelle bought wasso high that when wearing them Michelle spent half her time tugging themdown while walking. All the new blouses and shirts had a plungingneckline to show Michelle's ample bosom.Her new look, along with still being trapped as a girl, got Michelle'sanger up, she already knew the lesson which Linda was claiming to teachher. This was only about bringing pain. The girl who found out. ’ ‘Thanks so much Ryan, you’ve really gone above and beyond today. I haven’t see the boys this excited and happy since before their mom and dad died.’ Ryan looked into Michelle’s eyes and blushed slightly, ‘I’m glad I was able to do this then. It’s all about the kids anyway isn’t it?’ Just then Ryan’s stomach growled and he laughed, ‘Well I think my stomach is telling me that the bagel I had this morning is lonely. We should probably get some food into Andy and Pat too. Little boys are always. “Now pull each other as close as you can.” Heather goes to the other side of the room and comes back with some belts that she uses to strap the girls together (around the hips and below their breasts). Their breasts are pushing against each other’s and they are literally in each other’s face. (Perhaps she has a smaller belt or rope she puts around their ankles.) “Have you ever touched each other like this before.”The girls say “no.” “This is a good time for a picture.” She takes Cindy’s phone.