“We have to get off the walkway girls. Watch guards patrol them.” I say. Geena moans but gets up holding my cock pulling me to the ward and our b...lanket. Ashley follows with breasts exposed and hanging onto my hand. We don’t get caught and fall on the blanket giggling. Geena is out of her clothes in a flash. She looks over at Ashley and rips off her clothes too. They look at me and rip my clothes off. My cock is standing at attention and the girls are on their knees kissing me and licking me. . no skirt. "Iwant a skirt!" But there was a dress. low-cut, cuffed sleeves, yellowand flowing. There was a dress. "I want a skirt!"Hoping the dress was good enough, I took off my shirt and pulled on thedress. I didn't get even a moment of silence this time. But the voicesounded different. "I want a bra." It had a different reverberation."I want a bra." It seemed like I felt it talking throughout my wholebody. "I want a bra." It was the dress.To my slight horror, I found very. Iwas Cassie. I was the cute fantasy girl!Well, the very thought of that was getting me pretty hard, as was thefeel of the lace thong around my cock, not to mention the short skirt. Ibegan to rub my dick through the material of the skirt and my panties. Iwas concentrating intensely on the reflection, watching innocent butnaughty Cassie rubbing herself through her skirt.I licked my glossy pink lips and gave myself a naughty smile in themirror. I lifted my skirt and pulled my cock out of my. I followed her, still unsure of what to say or how to explain myself. In the bedroom she started pulling all of my clothes out of the drawers and taking them in bundles to the spare bedroom. When she got to the underwear, she hesitated, looked at me and said "since you like wearing women's underwear, you can wear them all the time around the house and also underneath your work clothes. You can keep the clothes you're wearing, but I want you to buy me some new ones to replace them. You can also.