The house was dark when they returned. Heather helped Betty move herluggage and helped get her comfortable. "Eighteen hours from Sydney.Slept through ...ome of it. Fighting the urge to have tea. Stillafternoon for me." I'm gonna go to bed then." Heather," Betty said slowly."Yeah, mom?" You're my daughter. I love you, who you are. You can tell me anything,you know that, right?" I know mom. Just wasn't sure how to tell you this. Especially with yougone. I just..."Betty laughed. "I never told you. I am just sorry that we didn’t have this talk instead of you having it with someone else. Katie just sat there not knowing what to say. So Katie, you know can be totally honest with me and that you can tell me anything right? Yes, Katie replied. So, you don’t have to tell me any details unless you want to but what I just want to know is how you feel about what happened. Does feel different this morning? Do you regret it or did you like it? Can you tell me that? Yes mom I can. Well, when I first. He would become the boy of his fantasies.The research had taken months, and the drugs weren’t cheap to start out the procedure. But he’d finally begun his transformation and his boyfriend simply couldn’t wait.If he only knew, he thought, popping his daily pills. If he only knew that once he was a complete bimbo, he’d fuck and suck anyone, all day, wrapping his legs tight around them, making them cum inside him.The pills over the course of six weeks began the initial changes. The most minor. The space could also be used for more conventional forms of entertainment, so it was often booked. But, this was the beginning of a new school year, so the space was available the following afternoon.I had Mark contact the Black students who had used Jimmy the previous evening, and proposed that the 16 Black men who lived in the building be the ones to introduce the new slave. And publicly restrain, humiliate, and use him. And permanently remove his body and facial hair. Only four of them.