No reason to turn on the lights just to undress, he thought. He dropped down onto the sturdy little chair in the corner and began to undo the laces of...his thick black boots. Pulling the sides apart, he eased his foot out of one, and then the other. Leaning back, he wiggled his toes and sighed quietly.Setting the boots aside for later polishing, he undid the big belt at his waist then stood and unbuttoned his fly, letting the pants fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, picked them up and. "I'll see you a little later smart ass and I will Fuc* you up." Ok so itwas not a good idea to bait a large man into a fight while being punishedfor not filling the staplers. It was so fun knowing what was about tohappen to this little smart ass. Joseph hoped he would enjoy hisdescension into pantyhose and heals, miniskirts and makeup, pleasing herman. He would enjoy converting this asshole into his new role for thebetterment of society.What the Government was doing was working. The addition. “Farther,” he smacked my thigh. I opened my legs even farther so that they were shoulder width apart. He patted my pussy. “You’re just dripping wet, aren’t you? You like this pain, don’t you?” he grinned. “Yes sir,” I said through the chain in my mouth. He went back into his bag and stayed behind me. A second later I felt a hard smack land right on my ass. I let out a little cry, as hard as I tried not to. He smacked me again. I had figured out that he was spanking me with a leather paddle,. Her eyes were given a sultry makeover with silver eyeshadow andinch long lashes that seemed to tickle the blonde whenever she blinked."There's nothing wrong with looking beautiful, dear," the mirrorversion of Lacey said, stroking the face of Thomas's doppelganger. Themirror seemed to be reflecting the young sissy's desires and wasshowing them what they would look like if they were made manifest. Itmade him think."Would Lacey like me more if I was prettier?" He didn't realize it atthe time, but.