"Oh, that's okay, Daddy. No problem. I'll be back down in a minute." Carrie Sue went up the stairs and came back down shortly after. She had changed i...to her pajamas. Well, a nightie; blue, short and frilly. She was a nice looking girl. Petite, small, she didn't seem to have much in the tits category but a pretty face, freckled, long red hair - strictly from her mother. She plopped down beside me. I thought at once...I'd forgotten to put my sleep pants back on. I was just covered in the sheet.. I slowly start standing back up and notice that there has been some changes to me. Totally mind f**ked at this point. I notice first that my face has changed. More feminine, But stern. My hair is now Raven Black and goes down to just below my knees. And as for filling out the gown. Like wow!! I now have beautiful tear drop tits with sharp looking nipples pointing out through the material. I would be my own wet dream.Then I suddenly have the strongest urge to pee. Uhm, not sure where to go with. "Now the first thing is to know how to appreciate a woman's body. It is offensive to stare openly and oggle but an appreciative glance is very welcome. However, we are way past the usual introductory stage so it is okay for you to look all you want, go ahead". I lowered my eyes and saw her beautiful boobs straining against the material of the bikini top, a faint outline of her nipples pushing out too. My semi-hard cock immediately reacted and began to grow again. "MMMM", she said, "thank you,. She drew in a breath to scream for help, confused as to why this burned her throat and lungs so. Her head began to pound, ears assailed by the roar of a thousand freight trains. Her wild eyes looked up, catching a glimpse of the two dark silhouettes. She saw no compassion in the glinting eyes that peered back at her from behind the black cloth masks.She willed herself to writhe even harder, but her body now felt strangely detached. She watched, as the room began to grow darker, the glare of.