"You look like you're beingsent to the dog pound."Chris smiled in spite of himself. His Mom always joked about sendinghim to the pound when he was get...ting too wild with his dog Trinka. Buthe really didn't want to be there. Especially now. Especially whenthere were two girls visiting Santa right now, giggling in their prettyholiday dresses.Chris had noticed them in the toy store, in the doll section. In thesection that he could never look at. He noticed them in the mall,mincing daintily and. I'll be waiting to show you where they need to go." We will do it, and it shouldn't take long."I headed back to the kitchen and on my way I asked George to let Taachachi know I wanted to see her there. I hadn't asked if he could do it though I was sure he could. If I'd considered it more carefully in the first place I might not have had him reveal himself to any of them at all. That cat was already out of the bag though and by now I didn't see a reason to keep from using it.Taachachi was in the. I gasped loudly as, for just a moment, the toy pressed my prostate hard and the resulting intense vibrations nearly launched me into sissygasm heaven but, the toy quickly retreated before finishing me off. “You’ve been trying to make yourself cum. You will be punished for that,” he said. A bolt of fear shot through me at his words. “I’m sorry Sir. I won’t do it again,” I sobbed. His only reply was a hearty laugh, and worse, the sound of a woman laughing. My blood ran cold and I jerked against. I looked at it, I fondled it, I rubbed it against my cheek, and I held the bra to my chest. The padding in the cups made it look like I had breasts. I took my tee shirt off and slipped the bra on. I sashayed in front of the mirror and knew I had to try on the bikini bottoms also. Fully dressed, I felt wonderful. (From that moment on I was hooked on women's clothes, I just didn't know it until much later.) I picked up a hairbrush and brushed my hair into a high ponytail like my sister.