I would pause and admire them when I was getting dressed inthe morning. My voice never changed but instead developed into apleasing contralto. My hi...ps widened out naturally; and if my penisdidn't shrivel away to nothing, as I had hoped it would, at leastit didn't show any unwelcome signs of growth.That was another of the good periods in my life. Just as my bodybegan to develop as a woman's body, I was also reaching an age whenI could start dressing as a woman instead of a little girl. For. I finger her pussy as I go and I feel her respond, her body's enjoying it. It starts to get easier and as it does I go deeper and harder, her squeals start to turn to moans, she is enjoying this! "I told you you'd like it!" "No, I don't", but her body is betraying her again she's going to cum quicker and harder than ever before, "oh fuuuuck, I'm cumming! No please I don't want to come" "too bad honey, it's as I said, you're an anal slut!" "No please", I spank her hard on her ass "say you're an. That was until I began to see signs of a physical response that seemed to mirror what this alternate conversation was relaying. This alternate conversation went something like this: “Jeez if he only knew how I’ve fantasized about him. How many times have I cum at the end of my own fingers wishing it were his cock instead. I’m getting wet just thinking about it. God, he’s gonna see my nipples getting hard and he’ll know. If he took me in his arms right now and hugged me like he did before I’d. She would have to waither turn. I was the alpha's bitch. She was to be the pack's. I would useher just as our alpha would. We all knew our places now. Her eyes shonewith understanding. My snout filled with the scent of her wanton lust asshe watched us mate. Eventually I climaxed, making sure to howl invictory for taking my master's seed. With his twisted knot within me hehowled too, I could hear his happy contented feeling of owning us in hisvoice. It rang through my ears as pride in his spoils.