“Please, Ed! Don’t do this,” I said. But he could sense in my voice that I was not serious. I wanted him too, my hands were on his body, sometim...s pushing him away and sometimes pulling him closer to me. I totally lost it when he put his lips on mine. His hand was inside my top, now cupping my right boob through my bra. He was squeezing my tits softly while kissing me deep. I lost it, yes I did. I was kissing him back. My hands wrapped around his neck and then moved all over his back. He. Since this was my first day, she gave me one ofall four drugs and a glass of water. "It's time to take your medicinesBrandie love."I looked at my wife. I really do love her. "So, it begins." Yes darling, this is only the beginning. I am so excited for us. Ilove you Brandi dear. And I will love you even more as yourfeminization progresses. We can be girlfriends; lesbian lovers. Howdoes that sound Brandi?"I took all four pills washing them down with a glass of water. "Iguess if you start. In the few months I had been there, I had blossomed as my body developed, my breasts, though small, were of sufficient shape and desirably, twin peaks adorned with cup-caked areola, typical for girls my age, hence my reluctance to wear a brassiere, especially in the house, I let them sway in a fluid motion, enticing men to reach for them and tease the nipples to harden, daddy had noted this and remarked as to their teasing, I responded brazenly one morning by removing my shirt, I breakfasted. Then again the jute gag stuffed deep in her mouth made it impossible anyway. The hand rested on her leg. On the inside of her leg. On the inside of her spread legs. Her naked spread legs. Thoughts tumbled through her mind and none of them made any sense to her. How long that hand rested there she did not know. A minute? Maybe 10 minutes? She started to calm down a bit, still feeling highly uncertain of her situation, but the panic subsided slowly. Her breathing became less rapid. Her muscles.