.. oh Jesus, Mom. I thought dad was ... you know ... you two weren't..."She had tears streaming down her cheeks as she said; "It wasn't dad that got m...e pregnant."I gasped and stared. My head started to spin.After a moment she composed herself and said, "A couple months ago I was out with a friend. We were drinking and I was telling him about how your father and I never ... uh ... get together anymore ... you know, sexually, it's been years. Well ... uh ... one thing led to another and I ended. My little sister was doing this sucductive dance to the song. I was watching her dance around, looking over her shoulder at me, moving her short dress up a bit to where her panty covered bottom showed. She had on another pair of “Hello Kitty” panties. Then she would let the dress back down as if to tease me. That song ended and then all of a sudden one of my favorite songs came on called “Wildflower” by the Jane Dear Girls. She started dancing that 13 year old body around and I could not. "Hello?" I answered with a voicedrenched in anxiety."Hello Sweetie, long time no talk." Lady Mindstorm." You remember, it's been what? Nineteen years since we last saw eachother, and six since we last spoke... I wasn't sure if you wouldremember my voice."I had technically only met her once. She had been responsible for mykidnapping where I met Krystal, Chrissy's namesake who gave me powers bychanging my gender into a woman... I never actually met her though..Then she kidnapped me, taunted me,. Slowly it came back to me that I'd allowed myself to be d**gged; most likely the recording had been going on for hours now. Even as I tried to take in my surroundings, images of Cock Worship were there in my mind. It was a feeling inside of me, as if that's the way it had to be. My wife, myself....slaves to the Cock.Anna slowly found herself in a dreamworld. She knew she'd been having a restless 'sleep', with voices in her head reminding her of her new role serving the Group. Different male.