The stylist sobbed the whole time she wascutting my hair and kept trying to convince me to let her cut my locksinto a shorter but still feminine style.... However I was adamant andeventually my reflection in the mirror returned an image of a gaunt,effeminate man rather that the androgynous man/woman I had presented aswhen I walked in.Next I hurried off to Angelique's brothel. She didn't recognise me atfirst and was horrified when she did. "Oh my God Angel, what have youdone to yourself?" she. "Take those tits out too. Half your weight must be in those fuckbags." Tears pricked Abby's eyes as she unbuttoned her shirt and bra letting her tits hang. Her large pink nipples were hard enough to cut glass as he grabbed one and twisted it. She felt so degraded, but happy too and it was confusing. Regular women couldn't like this kind of thing in real life right? Which meant she couldn't be regular. She must truly be the fuck cunt he thinks she is. "That's right. Now my cock too, slut.". I even did a strip at the end of a sales meeting for a few guys but, being work, I didn't want it to become a "lets us all fuck Angie" session.So, I like to enjoy myself and generally have one or two guys in hand for those horny moments when my pussy feels lonely.I work in a small real estate office in North Dallas, not the kind selling homes to people, but more into small business and commercial real estate. Most of my fellow-workers are just that, fellows, except for Julie, who works. The first challenge to our new relationship arose when my company wanted me to spend a couple of weeks in Germany working on a project for them. I walked in the door that night and my mother greeted me totally naked, dropped to her knees in front of me and immediately worked my pants down to my ankles and began sucking my cock. She didn't even say hello. She just started blowing me. Just the sight of her always made my big cock rise to full erection and act like a homing device zeroing in on.