At least it had been quiet when he hadbeen alone in the cell. Not that it mattered anymore, he would beleaving in a matter of hours. After months in t...e psychiatric asylum hewould finally step out into the world again.He smiled as he heard the bolt being drawn back on the door. It would betime for him to go soon. He would no longer have to be cooped up withall the inferior minds that surrounded him. Relief washed over him.There was just one more formality and he would be free. Then,. "Hang on though! We can fix that! I wish you had a lovely big pair of breasts to fill out your bra." This was even more strange. It was like watching balloons being inflated as his chest expanded. This turned me on even more and I could hear from his breathing that David was as excited as me watching this happen."The more feminine I make you, the more it turns me on!" I said. "What shall I change next?"Now David was starting to look worried again. "Don't get carried away here Carol!" he said. Her first really bazaar sexual encounter was the recent trip to the old hotel to meet her new black, on line lover, the one I had set her up with. This had turned into a case of willing rape, followed by more sexual abuse! This is where her and now her friend Catherine, had really turned into slutty white whores for black men! Now being hooked and wanting it so much more, both seemed to view cum from black men as some sort of aphrodisiac as she had in this latest case again, . ’ I shrugged as I did my best to explain at least a part of it to her. She shook her head but didn’t seem to be buying it. ‘That still doesn’t explain…’ ‘I had to get out. Completely,’ I said firmly and she finally let it end, at least for the moment. ‘I could have used you, you know? It sure would have been nice to have my big brother around for all this shit I’ve gone through in the past few years.’ ‘What shit?’ I only realized after I’d said it that I was giving her a victory. ‘Oh well, she.