.giving me a perfect view of those wet swollen lips. Then I swatted your ass cheeks pretty hard. It made you squeal with surprise that I hit you so ha...d. 'OUCCCH Daddy'....you protested...then laughed. 'Spank me again, I like feeling your strong hands on my ass Daddy.' You reached over and took my throbbing cock as I spanked your bum. You warned me to be 'nice or pay the price'. and we laughed. Then you pulled my long thick hard cock out of my boxers and kissed and licked the head. You pushed. Once home I showered and started my laundry. Everything I wore smelled like my sterile white lab coat I wore behind the counter. The only thing it always made me think of was the way the nuns smelled when I was in grade school with their heavy black habits, always crisply laundered and starched. I couldn't help but think that the essence worked its way to my body as well and a shower before I ate was a nightly ritual.I threw a couple pork chops on the Jenn-Aire and rifled the freezer for a. I accept it. A sissy has no care ofbeing naked or not. Mistress has decided my garments and now I am to benaked, clad only in prickly curlers, and wearing only the helmet of mysissy dryer and the pulsing clear plastic vacuum cones; sucking, kneading,cajoling my formerly male chest into feminine girlish mounds.I can feel the cells of my breast flesh being torn and rearranged asprogramed by my Mistress. From nothing to a soon to be A cup. Thenfurther? If Mistress desires. My body must comply.What. Kara had never knownhow Sam had come to see her, unless Jenny at the salon had given her thename.Then as Sam admitted she had been seeing her for a couple of months andthat morning had commenced hormone treatment for gender dysphoria the fearsubsided and relief washed over her. She thought that just maybe she couldhave it both ways. A loving and gentle wife come girlfriend and the manvery much in charge whenever they could. But Brian was not happy. He pushedfor at the least an open.