Part 7 Morning Has Broken

I came back to consciousness, of a sort. I was unable to see anything but could hear machinery making noises around me. I felt different and suddenly thought that being able to feel at all was proof that something good had happened.

It took me some time before I figured out what the difference was. I was obviously in a hospital bed but now my body had no bandages while my head was swathed in them.

"We had a great time. Silly me, I thought that he was going to take our relationship to another level. Then I get this huge bunch of flowers and a card telling me that it was all over," said Michelle.

Dining room, Susan’s and Sasha’s Mansion:
Gracie, Robyn, Emily, Bunnie, Sandy, Rose, Susan, Kayla, and Sasha were sitting around the dining room table listening and looking towards the front of the table. Standing at the front of the table were Sasha’s older brother Jason and his adopted daughter Tullia. She was acting as his assistant tonight and was around Gracie’s age.

Jason looks at his baby sister's family as he prepares himself to give Sasha the bad news. He knew she wasn’t going to like what he was about to tell her.

“Terry get up. Terry get up!! You’ll be late for school.”

“Ok dad. Where are my clean panties?”

“There should be some in the drawer, if not can’t you wear boxers for a change?”

“I could, but I prefer panties.”

Chapter 5

Victor was dressed in a very juvenile outfit, a pair of soft pink bib overall, the shorts were very short and awfully tight, pressing on his chastity cage, pushing it back while the back seam really dug into his bottom, creating a small lifting effect for his butt cheeks. Pants in this store were no better than skirts at all. The front had the words “CC’s Cutest Sissy” Embroidered on them. He felt anything but cute though. Underneath that overall he wore a simple baby blue t-shirt with short puffed up sleeves and a V-neck.

Uplifting Fourteen

I signed the forms and kissed Margo before I was taken away for my ‘simple procedure’ as the surgeon put it. Before long I was prepped and on a trolley heading for the theatre. I gave my dick a little pat as I went and whispered, “Thanks pal; we had some fun, didn’t we?”

Carol at Age Fifteen:
Carol looks at the four needles she managed to get from a friend that sold drugs. She was tired of waiting until she was sixteen years old to have the surgery to get her vagina. She heard what these drugs could do and wanted to be a true girl now.

She puts two of the needles into her left arm and puts the other two needles into her breasts. One needle per breast. She was glad she had the house to herself because otherwise, she would have to wait until everyone was asleep.

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Looking himself over one last time, he nodded with resigned satisfaction. The blue satin dress looked good on him, flattering his natural curves and making him appear to be every bit the pre-teen girl he was made to become. His visits with Jennifer and the Healy family and to their church over the past two weeks had been blissful reprieves from his home life. While his parents were happy to have him come and go as he pleased, when he was home he'd had to endure a new round of pushing from his parents.

I was asked to write this by someone on another site. This is not my normal stuff. It is a about a TV mistress with a couple of servant/slaves
One of them is obsessed with her feet. I did it to see if i could. It contains forced bi sex.

As I drove home, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. The Mercedes has very soft seats but the beating I had got from my client tonight was more severe than I intended.

Erica manages to stand her ground in the witness box and opens a window into the dark underworld of paedophile prostitution.