The only thing Mistress has told me is that my body modification and figure training are now complete. My recovery and adjustment to my Sexual Reassig...nment Surgery is also complete and I am totally healthy, both physically and emotionally. Now it was time for me to be fitted with my final, permanent garment.For over three years now my body has been encased at all times in various corsets and orthopedic braces. I've lost count of the number of different braces and corsets Mistress has for me but. " She trails off as she gives me a shy smile.She. Is. Good! For a moment I'd almost forgotten, but her words bring it all back to me. I decide to play along though, just to see how far she is willing to go. "Make it up to me?" I press hard on her 'horny' switch, feeling it move gradually under my pressure. "How?"Sitting in her chair, she puts her hands on her knees, arms stiff, and somehow manages to shrug and squeeze her ample bosom together at the same time, giving me a great shot of her. Her features were angular, and beautiful, the product of generations of Martian genetic engineering. She spoke and carried herself with an air of superiority, as was common for the Martian people, and often scowled at her Earther captain's lack of regiment, but she was the captain after all, and rules stated that her orders must be followed. "What kinda' ship was this?" asked Silver, looking closely at the rather ancient looking equipment. Jennifer replied, "I am unsure captain, but I should. ’ ‘You’ve got that right,’ said Angela sharing in the mirth. Angela finished cleaning up the spilled grounds, poured water into the drip maker, pushed the start button, and joined her daughter at the kitchen table. ‘So, why did you think that you couldn’t tell me?’ Tina asked. ‘We weren’t sure how you’d take it,’ Angela answered. ‘Mom,’ said Tina, ‘I love Stanley. He’s been my best friend and has been for a long time. But, I’m not in love with him. I don’t have any exclusive ties on him. I.