I’ll do anything.”“All you have to do is say what I just told you.”“Okay. I wronged her. I’ll take responsibility.”“Is that just somet...ing you’re saying, Mr. Cockrell, or do you mean it.”“I mean it. I’ll try to make things right.”Jake restored his vision.“Good. Now let’s talk about how you’re going to do that.”“What can I do?”“Let’s start with you sharing her shame.” Jake activated feelings of shame in Cockrell and turned them up high.“Stop it. What are you doing to me?”“That’s what shame feels. As I did so, I could feel my huge nipples pressinginto the palms of my hands through my thin tee-shirt.As the pain faded, I started to weep uncontrollably as everythingbegan to sink in."I don't want to be a woman!! Please! Noooo!" I screamed as thesound of my voice echoed through the canyons."How could this have happened?!! How?!"But what was done . . . was done.After a few moments, I got up and staggered towards the car. Mybreasts jiggling with every step I made.As I sat down in the. A few minutes later the prettyreceptionist called me in."Ms. Davidson, Dr. Louis will see you now," she said as she ushered meinto the back of the office into Thelma's treatment room. I walked inand was greeted by Thelma. "Well, it's nice to finally meet you Sandra, please have a seat and wewill chat." She said nicely. "You look very nice by the way; prettyeven you make a very nice looking girl Sandra." Thank you Thelma," I said a bit embarrassed."I see you finally came your dad,. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he squirted some lube on his cock and spread it around. He took the excess lube from his hand and wiped it off between my wife’s ass cheeks. She softly moaned as Dale put his index finger in her ass and began massaging her asshole. He stood behind her and lined up his cock with my wife’s ass crack and asked “you ready baby?” She answered “yes, fuck me nice and even, not to fast”. With that her whole body flinched.