"So, I just touch the shirt to the pendant,then?" she asked and I nodded. Vanessa touched my T-shirt to the pendantand gasped. "I felt the tingle!" sh... said. The transformation wasbeginning now. Her arms grew, hair appeared on them. Her breasts shrunkuntil they were nothing. Her hair started turning from it's black colorto my brown."Quick! Take off your clothes! They're gonna rip!" I said and Vanessahurriedly pulled them off. Her legs were more masculine now; she wasdefinitely starting to look. I gazed at her openly. Admiring ever facet of her. She had a graceful neck that tapered down sensually into a snug yellow blouse that pressed in around her breasts accentuating their firm roundness. She wasn't just pretty, she was gorgeous. Sitting by the window, back lit from the sun that was pouring through the window like liquid sunshine, the golden light framed her hair and face in a warm glow. She looked like an angel.Her eyes wondered around the room, connected with mine, and locked. She. “I’ll be fine” I smile. “That’s my boy” Mom beams as she gets up and heads back upstairs. A few hours later of mindlessly watching tv, Mom comes back down stairs.“Stacey’s staying with Brad tonight so it’s just us, I was going to get a pizza. That ok with you?”“Yeah sure!” The pizza arrives and we watch some tv together before we head off to bed. I get into bed but I feel I have too much tension. I reach down and start to play with myself. I was thinking about the girls from the mall but I need. In a symbolic sense thesecollars are like wedding rings although more meaningful. They are anabsolute commitment to one another. Removing the collar also signifiesa complete break in our relationship." I want to wear one for you, my sweet." Oh my man, my loving man, I am so happy. I'll help you pick one out.It must simply look like an ordinary necklace as men wear. I don't wantyou to be embarrassed or have to answer awkward questions. But my sweet,if we want to play 'games' we'll take it off.