. Okay, but... aren't you gonna..." Clarissa looked at him carefuly. Alan lowered his eyes once again. She was neatly trimmed down there. "That's wh...at I wanted to talk about." "Looks nice." "What do you mean?" "Down there. Your pubes." "Ohh..." It was Clarissa's turn to become conscious. "Can I see up close?" She didn't answered, so he moved up closer. She kept her knees together, while he was helping her to get rid of panties. When it was done, she pretended she didn't mind her legs. She tightened the noose around my scrotum and began to tug away the excess rope until I was just barely able to hold my body aloft.“How’s that?” She asked.I was in a backbend on the lower mattress, barely touching the pad with the crown of my head and my toes.“I think that’ll do it.” I grunted, fighting to keep my weight from coming to bear on my balls. I could see how this would excite a person: the pressure being exerted on my body and the uncertainty involved in the precariousness of my. Ellenwas standing nearby to catch him and laid him back on the bed.She got his clothes off and laid him on the bed on top of the covers.While he was sound asleep, Ellen got a head start on the next day'stransformation and gave her husband a pedicure and a manicure. It took alot longer than she had expected because his nails had been neglected formonths. By the time she was finished, she had his fingers and toes ingreat shape and glistening with clear polish. George was out cold and sherolled. Lady Ashley went back upstairs to become the Nurse Mistress. I removed all of my clothes except my underpants (I like to leave them on and have the nurse tell me to take it off) and donned the hospital gown. I soon heard “Nurse” Ashley coming down the stairs and then she was standing in the examination room with me. I greeted her as the Nurse and questioned whether she would be conducting the examination. She told me that the doctor was busy ... and so the hesitancy on my part began.Nurse.