We drove over to Clarice’s house, and Jarvis ordered dinner. We got to meet Ella, the cook. She fussed over Monica and promised to cook something sh...e’d like.We had a quiet family dinner. Monica kept looking at Clarice like she wanted to devour her. I guess my little girl is more strongly bi than I thought.“Clarice, are you really going to marry daddy?”“Yes honey. It’s going to be the public marriage that diverts attention away from you and our sister wives. It won’t mean I get any special. .. owned by your Daddy."I must have turned many shades of red and quickly put it back into the box and turned and headed for the dressing room. Once in the room, I quickly removed the robe and just before I started to dress, I caught my reflection in the dressing room mirror. I've never been that comfortable in my own skin, but that day, standing in the dressing room, a saw a beautiful woman, My hair was so well done, my face so pretty, my hourglass shape with a bit more of a post-birth tummy. .. quite strange isn't it? How's your family?" Michelle inquired."Good. Yours? Yeah it is, but not totally alien." Michelle giggled atmy use of the word alien."My mum has been in hysterics all morning. She's been crying andshouting. I was so thankful when I got your message." She fell into myarms again."Hey hey. That's what friends are for?" I comforted her. This was sostrange. We were behaving ridiculously.We continued to talk for about an hour as we walked around the park. Wetalked about the. For all the slack he had left in the plastic wrap around them, he was twice as diligent in now ensuring a tight wrap. No longer being in dream land, she felt the pain of the sensitive tits and clamped nipples in a way she could not ignore. Until he began wrapping her head in the tape. If it was possible, the gag was more tightly compressed into her mouth and her head held more rigidly in place as it become one with the posture collar. Her only comfort was the breathing tubes in her nose and.