A few days later, I saw her at the office canteen staring at me. She was looking gorgeous, changed her hair, straightened it which was a bit curly. Ev...en though I noticed her, I couldn’t recognize because of her change in her looks. Suddenly, it clicked in my mind, “Oh, it’s Tanya!”. She was smiling at me.The moment I approached her, she asked if I was able to recognize and I replied, “You look too hot”. She then invited me for tea with her.We started casual chat popping up questions about me,. She was leaningback, her legs folded under her, the cock, wet from my mouth, juttingout and moving slightly as she spoke. "Unfortunately, you are a slutwith a rather . . . um, small sissy cock. What problem does that makefor me, sweetie?" my lovely wife, lover, and Domina asked.I hung my head. Her fingers grasped my chin, and she raised my head sothat our eyes met. "Look at me when I ask you a question!" Her voicewas sharp, and she was utterly serious."Yes, Mistress," I answered, and then. She was a few minutes early,but Helen and Pastor McNaughton were both there already, as well asDeacon Maclean. Eventually three more people showed up, including Garyand Beth Anne Smith, the tall blonde girl who had been rescued fromthe pimp. She was volunteering in the church office, and would recordthe minutes of the meeting.It was 7:10 when Deacon Maclean called the meeting to order, andintroduced Rachael to the people the she didn't know. They all knewher, of course, from her saving the. Inside were all sorts of photos of maybetwenty or so different males, fully feminized. But none of these peoplewere famous. Apparently, Dr. Troy kept the wealthy and famous ones for herself,consider them long term investments for a rainy day. The unknowns, thenobodies who had nothing to offer but their fresh, female bodies weresold fast, take the quick return and run. And they were sent running downto Mexico never to return. I oohhed and aahhed at how feminine they looked. I rubbed my.