I need my life to transition in to being a little fuckdol whore. But I never ever thought about humiliating and exposing myself to the scary outside w...orld! All that changed when my demon disappeared.I woke up one morning with a 12 inch black dildo stretching my little boy pussy, with my own cum drooling out of my mouth... I was completely brain dead from finishing a whole bottle of my sissy poppers and smoking weed all night, making me in to more of a stupid bimbo bitch whore. I called for my. Fine. We'll make it work, ok? Are you and the father going to get married?"Ellen burst into nearly hysterical tears. "The father is a student! Here! He's one of my students!" she wailed.Janet felt her blood turn cold. Teacher-student relationships were a zero-tolerance issue. As of the moment that Ellen said those words, Janet was supposed to terminate her.Except that Ellen really was the best Chemistry teacher in the state. And anyway, how could a student be the father? Janet studied Ellen for. Strappy medium heeled sandals, tight jeans, a fitted halter style topand light makeup. A small clutch held almost protectively across herstomach in both hands. Jess' own outfit was very similar. A silksleeveless blouse and slightly more skilful makeup the only realdifference. "Come on hon. Let's go knock 'em dead. Where do ya fancy then?" Well lets duck across to Newport* and have some Indian, there's areally nice place then we could go to 'The Sands', Dee Why or Manly, seewhat's playing. Just. I told her, "Consider me packed and ready to go" just as she was exiting the room while throwing a small gesture of acknowledgement with her finger but my concentration was focused on that sauce she has in her step. With all luggage and personal effects in tow, we were off to the airport and I hadn't thought anymore about what to do to her since yesterday when she laid this brick on me. I guess it's a good thing. Maybe I can allow my brain to take a little Vaca too. I do know this, my wife has.