"Get on. Here's a map and directions."I tugged my forelock and shook my head and turned the map around two or three times, finally admitting that I co...ld not make head or tail of it. The lithe daughter stepped beside me, made a wry face at me like a schoolmarm, took the square of paper from hands, pointed which way was north and then, exasperated with my stupidity, said, "I'll guide him there. After all it is our problem."Twenty minutes later she reappeared in worn breeches, rolled over at the. Alwaysthey study their face. The permanent makeup looks impressive. Theextensions are a marvel. They are now women. Even though they are veryscared, seeing their dream brought to life, their penises try to react,discovering the hard metal cacoon that prevents their satisfaction. Ischastity part of their fantasy?Yes, they read many stories involving such things. They even seemed to beexcited by most of what they read. Now it seems, what they read is beingused to conform them into their fantasy.. " Yeah, but I kinda miss actual pussy" Don't talk about my body that way, I am doing the Lord's work providing for ALL of my children's needs, but I will not be degrading with such uncouth language." Yes ma'am sorry!" Andy, is it time yet?" Should be, Michael's on lookout" Let's see if we can get started. __________________________________________________________Anna awoke on the floor. Well, somewhat on the floor. Her legs were on the bed still, while her shoulders and head were strewn on the. “Please…” he said. “Just take off your blouse…I just want to see you…”She lay still for a while. Then she took in a deep breath and started peeling her blouse off her. It was not easy. She had to sit up to do it. And I noticed that how, when she flourished her arms to take off her blouse, her heavy tits swung. In her hurry, her blouse got torn. But she did not care. She removed it quickly and started to lie down again like before. But he caught hold of her shoulders and gently turned her.