I told her "actually Shelia i have been feeling depressed lately." "Why is that" she asked me. I told her it was because of my small boobs, you could ...hardly tell i had any at all. Oddly enough she smiled at me and stood up. She said "Ashley i want you to meet me at my house after school today." I was so down i agreed without asking any questions at the time. After school though i started to wonder what in the world she wanted me to stop by her house for. I arrived and knocked on her front. She was sentencing me to"Class-A Sissy Incarnation". I knew what this was, everyone knew. It isa State law saying that a guardian appointed by the judge couldincarcerate a person to their control and mandate the troubled person tobecome a sissy. It was legal and happens way to often since there is noroom in our jails. Society approves of this treatment.I was weak in my knees, sick to my stomach, crying uncontrollable whenmy mother said she would accept this verdict and assume State custody. The Islanders would do everything else themselves.The problem was going to be what would happen after we were gone. Eleanor’s son Thomas would be King after Tom died. Thomas was still just a baby, but he would grow up knowing that he was the crown prince. What if he became King when he was only twelve or thirteen? No matter what Tom and Eleanor and his teachers did, he was sure to be an idiot and a jackass.And what of his son? King Tom might well be remembered as ‘the wise’ or ‘the great’ or. She dropped onto her knees in front of me and before I could protest she took the head of my dick into her warm soft mouth and started flicking the end with the tongue I had just been playing with. Debbie…this is so wrong, you really shouldnt be doing…. I know she said with my dick resting on her chin but I want it! She then took my dick in her mouth as far as she could go, pumping back and forward, cupping my balls with her left hand and grabbing the base of my shaft with her right, wanking me.