And the view between his tits.... there was nothing. ClearlyStuart didn't have a penis anymore. Any chances or dreams Stuart had ofgetting to fuck a... girl (or even the Korean again) were gone forever.Stuart cried a little.After his unveiling, Stuart was unlocked from his bed, and allowed topee on his own. He was also required to dilate his new vagina multipletimes a day. Stuart was depressed to connect the weird feelings frombefore to his new reality. The full feelings - had been a dong. I closed the shutters in my room so the light from the moon and streetlight right outside so my only source of vision was now gone. I probably should've opened them but I knew that Izzy was probably going to come back into my room and sleep with me againMy door slowly crept open in an almost horror movie-like fashion and with a quick shut of the door a figure darted into the bed and on top of me.“What th-” someone's hand was slapped over my mouth as I reached over and turned on my lamp.. The thoughts of guilt began to flow now in Ashley. Ronnie, her husband, the man she loved more than any in the world sat at home, waiting for her, as she stood in the bathroom of another man’s house. It was the home of a man that had thoroughly and completely fucked her. She stood here with salt and tequila on her breasts, scratches on her nipples, and another man’s cum leaking from her pussy onto her thighs. Physically, she felt complete and satisfied. Mentally, the mixed feelings of guilt. Basically he said he wanted to do some fetish shots, he hadn`t wanted to ask face to face but he was wishing to tie me up [or down, he wasn’t specific] and would I mind if he supplied a restrain or two for his photo collection.I sent back that we needed to talk and could we do that today please. There was no reply and neither was there the usual request for me to dress for him. Prompt at two the van slid to a halt outside, I greeted him in a matching set of frilled lace in a fetching dove.