I can arrange it so that your story will come true.It will be the last fictional story of being a woman you'll ever haveto write."What does that suppo...se to mean?" Alex thought as he felt a tingle inhis crotch area. When he looked down, he notice the waist band of hispantyhose seemed to disappear into his skin. "What this?"She turned back to the computer screen. You should now start to feelthe process take over you. You love writing TG stories. You will now beliving your last one. I hope you. That was okay. They were fattening him up for some reason, but only Jake seemed to know what it was. Jake’s evil smile told them all that he was up to something indeed. What the others didn’t know was that they had already eaten the man’s balls and Jake had plans to go all Hannibal Lecter on the guy. Lately, well, Jake’s mind had gone off in some wild and crazy directions.Yes, Jake was far from done with his evil schemes ... and his mind grew darker by the day. What even he didn’t know was why.. What was that, Madeline wondered? Excitement? Delight? Madeline felt an edge of trepidation creep in. She recognized this look. It was the guise Shelly wore when she was "on the prowl" at the nightclub.What was about to happen? How would Scott react? Madeline squirmed nervously as the video played on. There was a sudden jumble of motion as the camera twisted all around. Images of sky, water, the white beach towel spread flat across the cement deck, trees, fence and shrubbery bordering the pool,. By the time I get us a table Michelle is there. She walks in carrying a bag in her hand and giving me that same sinful grin. “Here I want you to go to the bathroom and put this on.” She tells me. I start to open my mouth and she puts her finger on my lips and says, “Not a word just go do it subbie.” “Yes mistress.” I reply. As I head to the restroom I can’t imagine what is in the bag. When I get in the restroom I open the bag and see that it is a remote control vibrator. Oh this is.