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A Shop for Tommy (Affiliated with Peter's Girl) Chapter 1: The Store and Regular Life I remember it being different. When I was little I had a father and mother who raised me along with my older brother to be good strong boys. We were meant to grow up and be strong men. We both did exactly what we were supposed to. Though I never married and my brother did. Still, we were both precisely what we were supposed to be. And then things started to change. "Oh yes we have several of those." I said with a little smile as I looked at the woman in front of me. Or I should say that she's a new man. Her trousers fit perfectly as she looked at me with a little disapproval. It wasn't my clothes because I have been wearing appropriate clothing for a male for awhile now. My skirt is immaculately pressed and my blouse is evenly set to frame my body. My face was clean of any hair, the effect of being rubbed with that permanent depilatory. I made sure to lower my head to the new man as I reached for what she wanted. Maybe she was not happy with me because I was a working man. My mother owned our pharmacy and because she was busy with paperwork I had to sit at the front desk. My father wouldn't work even if he hadn't passed away because men can't own businesses. It's not as bad as in Europe where they can't even have bank accounts though. Here I can have a bank account, although I still needed either my wife or mother to co-sign for me. The Rejuve flew off the shelves despite only needing to take it once in awhile. New men stock up on it. I reached for the bottle of pills and handed it to the woman across the counter. It's strange to see how much bigger her hand is compared to mine as I slid the bottle of pills towards her. Maybe the fact I am not stacked like the young lady next to her was why her face hadn't changed from the glare she's been giving me. His face flushed as I could clearly see he was walking funny. Maybe he had something up inside of him that was making him have that bow-legged appearance. I was very glad that I hadn't married. Wives...wait they are called husbands now, treat their male lovers like little girls. Some of the people looked like they were only 12 years old. I am glad that Rejuve has only made me look like I am 14. Mother wants me to keep taking it. There are dozens of other procedures that many husbands want their little male wives to take. Mother, who legally controls me as much as any wife, was more lenient. I was very glad that I wasn't one of those ornamental wives. I was a trusted individual. At least until I found a husband to marry me. I was quite glad to be a little spinster. All of this seems odd to me. Since Rejuve has come out I'd been considered one of the old guard. Unmarried I didn't have a proper female lover to force me to be a good demure little wife. If they only knew. Instead of this clerk job that I was doing I used to manage an entire line of stores. Then governments in the whole world started to make that tax law that made it so dual incomes were taxed heavily and women started to take over the market. I wasn't even married and it affected me. I got laid off because it was thought that a man couldn't handle a job with so much responsibility. With my job I lost my house and was forced to move in with my mother. It humiliated me to be under my mother's thumb again. She's been taking Rejuve longer than me. They have kept her young and she doesn't look a day over 26. Her body sashays around the house in nothing, but her boxers. That surprised me when I first moved in. That first week I remember sitting on the couch in a depression after having been turned down time after time for jobs. Boys aren't responsible and shouldn't be given woman's jobs; I'd heard a dozen times. Then mother told me that I could work in the front of her pharmacy. I thanked her a dozen times over, and then I was told the conditions. In order to be employed, something she'd probably lose money over, I had to do everything she told me. I even had to sign a contract that said I signed my life away to my mother. It felt so shameful that at almost 40 I had to give my mother my power of attorney. If we lived across the sea it wouldn't have been necessary, but here we still had some rights. They were for a woman's protection more than any man's though. And she used it. Soon I took a pill of Rejuve that made me almost 16 years old. I looked in the mirror every day and saw a little girl. The cute little face with long reddish brown hair that cascaded down to the edge of my back greeted me every morning now. My arms and legs grew weaker as I shrunk. I remember losing inches off my height. Mother told me that it was perfectly normal. I remember her pinching my ass and buying me special panties. Soon I found that I was only allowed to wear lacy panties that barely covered my butt. I had to pull the short skirt's she bought me down so that I could cover it even a little. I sighed as another customer left after seeing me. I felt guilty that my mother had put trust in me and for that she was losing business. It gnawed at my stomach. But, I needed to work. Not that I got the money. My payment was room and board. I did get an allowance, but since mother made sure she was with me at all times outside of our home; I rarely spent it on what I wanted. The bank account I had was where most of it went because mother wanted me to be responsible with my money. The only time she let me spend all I wanted was when we went clothes shopping. That's why I had a closet filled with feminine attire. I had to stop thinking about all that though. I needed to get back to work. That day with the glaring woman, there were a couple new medications I had to stack. I looked bored as I walked gingerly towards the non- prescription medications and gently put them on the correct shelf. My feet hurt a little because of the shoes I have to wear. They are delicate and pinch my tiny feet. I am just glad they aren't heels. I was kneeling slightly in order to put a topical cream on the proper shelf when I felt the hand. It was warm as it started to massage the gentle curves of my ass. It seemed to enjoy how round my butt was. The hand squeezed as I let out a surprised little yelp. Her hand was slowly pushing my skirt up as she moved lower. "You are a naughty little girl." I turned to see a rather attractive young blonde woman. Her hair cut short and ending in a point in front of her head. I saw her trousers hanging loosely on a hip. I'm very glad American women haven't gotten into the fashion of wearing cod pieces. It looks so silly. I wonder what European women are thinking. That didn't matter as I felt her hand moving between my ass cheeks. Her long fingers gently rubbed the smooth flesh of my thighs before she let herself underneath the back of my panties. "Please don't." I begged as she just smiled. "If you didn't want me to touch you, then you shouldn't have worn such nice panties." I gulped as I felt her middle finger start to tease my little anal rosebud. It puckered a little bit to her teasing. "Pl...Please." I begged in my girlish voice. That only seemed to make her feel more forward as her finger slid into my opening. My face opened into a moan as she started to slowly piston her finger into my body. My hips pushed against the shelf as I felt my penis growing erect against the soft cloth of my panties from her invading finger. My insides were boiling as the strange sound of her digit inside of me filled my ears. I could feel her heavy breathing as she slid another finger into me. My body tensing as she started to piston her fingers faster and faster. I could feel a wet spot growing on my panties as my chest rose and fell. It felt so good, as her fingers were slowly starting to milk my prostate. My body started to grow tense as the pressure built inside my belly. I could hear my little voice going back and forth. That is until I heard a rather annoyed cough next to me. The blonde looked at my mother as she stood over us. Her face turned into a menacing scowl. "I would appreciate it if you did not take advantage of my little girl." She said, as I'd long ago gotten used to being called a "little girl." My face was red as I put my panties correctly on my legs as the blonde let out a half apology. She scampered off. Mom forced me against the shelf as she raised her hand. I got 5 good smacks against my bottom as she hissed at me. "Naughty girl. I should make sure you never do that again. But, I don't have time. Get back to work and we'll discuss this at home." She said as I whimpered. Tears rolled down my eyes from the spanking. I sniffled, though I was very glad that she'd used her bare hand rather than the paddle she has at home. And also that at least my bottom was somewhat covered by my skirt. But, there was little I could do. I walked carefully back to the register and continued to work. I got more dirty looks as I turned to look out of our corner window. Many girls were tied to their female partners. My eyes wandered to the collars around their necks as they were forced to follow their husband's pace. I shuddered to think about mother doing that to me. Sometimes I am glad that our home is connected to the store. It allows me to never need to go outside. If I am required by law to be tied to my mother then that would be horrible. Not that mother doesn't own a collar and leash for me, it's just we so rarely use it. A storm started to come through as mother came to close the store. I stood waiting for directions like a good little girl as she put the closed sign and reached for the shutters. I was amazed at how much mother had grown from her Rejuve. She'd been shorter than me before by about 5 inches. Now she was taller than me by about the same length. I'd shrunken a little, but she'd grown amazingly tall. "Now let's go." She said as we turned all the lights off. I waited for a few seconds as we entered the house. My hair moved in little circles as I waited for mother to say something. "Put your clothes there." She said as she slid her shirt and pants off. I saw her open the hamper and shove them in as it just left her boxers on. I could see she still had wide hips, and that her figure remained somewhat hourglass. But, her breasts were only an A cup and stood gently on her front as the muscle underneath made them very pert. They were still sensitive though. I looked at how smooth her body was too. A little downy hair remained on her in contrast to me. I hear on the other side women are hairier then men. That makes my nose twitch. I mean of course a woman shouldn't get rid of her leg and arm hair. But, armpit hair is nasty. Mom motioned for me to stop daydreaming. "Stop staring into space. Air- headed little girl I have to deal with. A mommy's job is never done." She said with disdain as I gasped, sliding out of my clothes. I folded them before I put them into the hamper. My face blushing that I was now naked except for my panties. She directed me upstairs as I had learned the routine by now. I went to her bedroom as I sat on the bed. The idea of what she was going to do making me blush as I spread my legs. Mother came back into the room with a little tube and a condom. Most people don't use them anymore because with so many boys getting P and D there is no need. So spermicidal type "French Letters" I think they used to be called, aren't in existence anymore. Instead, they actually have a chemical inside that keeps sperm healthy. I felt my heart start to race as she walked towards me. Sitting down as she leaned over. My panties were tight as I felt my erection pulsating against it. "Now what do you say?" She looked at me with a glare that told me I better remember what to say. I did remember." Oh Please Mommy. Please harvest your dear little girl's sperm. So that even if she is naughty and needs a P and D that other little girls and big strong mommy's can be born." I blushed as I said it, my voice going even higher than normal as I sounded just like a little girl. Her mouth went into a sickly smile as she pulled out the condom and slowly started to unravel it onto my penis. I leaned back on the bed to give her a better angle as it slid down. The spout of the condom felt slightly oily, and it was much larger than normal. I blushed as I saw her starting to rub the contents of the tube on her finger. An annoyed sigh passing her lips as she did so. "This is the last time I am using this. You are getting a permanent "Femivass" for next time." Her annoyance broached no argument as she smeared the oily liquid around my anus. It felt strange as she slid the finger inside of me. My penis jumping as it let out a torrent of pre-cum into the little condom. I felt my balls swell as she started to smooth my entrance with her little finger. Soon, she was working her second finger inside of me. "Now let's harvest the milk." Her tone showed how humiliating she wanted this to be for me. I was just a cow to give her sperm. A cow to have the family line continue. Every time she milked me I was supposed to know how much closer I was to getting my balls removed. I shivered at the thought. Her fingers found my special button inside me, starting to slowly massage it. I felt my chest rising and falling as I panted. My hair cascaded onto the bed as she pushed herself deeper and deeper. I moaned as I thrust my hips against the fingers. I'm a naughty little girl because I cum quickly. I felt the pressure inside of my balls suddenly releasing into the condom. The head of my penis expanding as it let out a thick glob of semen into the spout. I gasped the slit of my penile tip opening as I felt Mother push against my prostate as she held my thigh in place. Her fingers pumped as I gasped. My girlish little voice ringing in my ears as I took deep breaths. She just kept massaging it. More thick globs of white semen started to flood into the spout. My penis jerking inside as it let out more and more ropes of white cum. I took deep breathes as I gripped the sheets with my fingers. The whole time Mother had that self satisfied smirk on her face because she was controlling my pleasure. Soon I felt spent, seeing the bulge of cum in the condom as she slowly slid it off. I felt a wonderful warmth spread throughout my body as she let me drop to the bed. My head spun as she made sure to properly package my expelled fluids. I moaned in abject pleasure as I loved this daily ritual. Normally she would leave me to my afterglow. This time she came back into the room with a little magazine in her hand. "Now we have something to discuss." She said in a tone that told me it would be less of a discussion and much more of an order. I was still in my warm enjoyment though, so I nodded my head. "Yes mommy?" I said in the cutest fashion as she held out the magazine and started to leaf through it. My eyes grew wide as I saw it was an augmentation one. My legs felt too rubbery to sit up, but I still tried. Tears were starting to stream down my eyes. "Please mommy I don't want to be Popped and Docked." I begged as she looked at me seriously. "If you act like that then I will make sure that you do." Her voice showed a menacing tinge to it. Here I was without a wife and still a new man was telling me what my life would be like. I gulped as I grew silent. "We have gotten dozens of complaints. You are very cute, but they are talking about how your flat chest shows how you are defying me. That little display in the store of how you were showing your panties and letting that woman use "my" little girl is unforgiving. So, I am going to rectify the first problem." She said as she held the breast augmentation part of the magazine. My breath came out a little relaxed now that I knew that she wasn't going to be removing my testicles. I did look at what she had circled with a sharpy. "Can't I pick my breasts?" I asked. I saw that some new men showed their wives what they could choose from. Of course, if the girl picked what his husband didn't want then she'd just do what she wanted anyways. But, there was the illusion of choice. Mother on the other hand just shook her head. "No you do not. I am going to make the decision. I am your mommy and will make sure that you are set." I gulped as I saw the size she'd picked. I'd have big 38 D breasts with long nipples and a cute little sloping and yet perfect shape. My voice shook when I asked. "When...when do I go?" I asked as she just smiled at me. "Oh we are closed tomorrow remember? There is a very good reason. I've had this planned for a month. And before you look hopeful." Her hand lifted my chin as I shook with fright. She could see it in my eyes. "You will be P and D'd eventually. It's inevitable. Your husband would do this for you. Since you did not get married I have the duty as your mommy to do it." I shivered as I knew that this was all hanging over my head. I wanted to cry, but stopped as she stood up and then picked me up. It was effortless as she took me to my room. The ruffled pillows and soft silk sheets reminded me how far I'd changed already. Was the last couple steps really that far? I still shivered to think that I'd be Popped and Docked. I had no clue what it looked like. I did know they'd cut off your testicles. And that something else happened. I never did hear anything specific. It was like an open secret to only people who'd seen it. I gulped to think of tomorrow. Mother was going to take me for my new breasts. And they'd be doozies. My mind went all over the place so that I couldn't sleep. Chapter 2: Extra Weight Mother made sure that I was dressed properly for my changes that day. I remember feeling a real fear that she might have been joking before. Maybe I would be getting a P and D operation done to me. I gulped as I looked to see what she'd put into my bag. It looked like a bra that matched my pink little panties. Today my skirt was really short and she'd made me wear the little pink thong that I only wore on special occasions. She wore casual clothes with a t-shirt and jeans. I saw her smirk at me as her dark brown hair moved a little bit. I'm glad that my long reddish brown hair is wavy and frames my face perfectly. I ran a finger through it as I twirled a little strand of hair nervously. I looked at mother as she pulled out my collar. It fit neatly around my neck as she pulled it towards her belt buckle. It was then I saw her stuff my check-book in her pocket. I realized then that not only was I getting augmented, but it was coming out of the bank account I put my allowance in. My own allowance was paying for my changes. I felt a little angry at that, but the training I've had made me instantly shut it off before I even said a word. The long leash from my collar tied around her belt loop as she handed me the bag. "It's yours so you might as well carry it." She said as I held the bag in front of me with my little arms. She started to walk as she normally did. It jerked me forward. Mother's longer legs meant I had to do a little shuffle forward to keep up. She didn't slow down for my benefit as we went outside. I checked the bag and found that my little straw hat was in it. "Mommy may I please put my hat on?" I asked as the sun was bright today. I am inside the store and the house so often that I have become quiet pale. Mother said it made me even prettier. "Yes you may." She smiled as I made sure to thank her and slide the hat over my head. A nice cool breeze blew by as I felt my hair lifted up behind me. Mother whistled a little tune to herself as I watched other couples passing by. No woman was older than her late twenties and no girls were older than their late teens. A few looked even younger. I saw one girl look like she was 10 years old. That disturbed me a little that someone would enjoy having sex with her, for they were going to have sex for sure, with a person that young. I think new men might be pedophiles. Though that term doesn't have the push it used to have. I remember walking past a few cars as people drove past. Of course only women can drive them. I had a special tag on my collar that said who I am, and who my current mistress was. No one bats an eyelash about my mother when she lead me towards the clinic. The clinic itself was large, with a few floors that went above me. I could see the front door open automatically as a sobbing blonde girl came out with her mistress. She got a firm spank from her mommy as she walked out. Mother grabbed the other cheek as they were going past. The other new man turned and looked at her, smiling as she saw mother and me. "Oh my isn't he a cute little girl." She said as I looked at the sniffling boy. I saw how strange he was walking. The hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end as I looked at him. Mother's hand started to caress his butt. The curves moved inside her hand. I could see it stung because of the spanking he'd just received. I felt a hand start massaging my ass. It played around with my short panties as she went under the cloth and then made me jump as she groped my testicles. I tried not to whimper, though it did pass by my throat. "Oh so getting your little one a P and D today huh?" She said which made me sweat as mother just shook her head. "No not today. I have a few uses for those things still." The woman clicked her tongue against her cheek as her hand was playing around with my little star shaped entrance. "I would recommend you get it soon. We don't fully need to keep too large a supply of what comes out of there. And the last of their resistance goes away when you get rid of them. Right Nickykin?" The boy nodded his head. "Yes mommy." He said as he wiped a little tear away. His face held pity as he looked at me. I felt a tingle up my spine as I knew whether today or a year from now that would be me. I'd be walking with a strange pad under my genitals and would be missing half of what defined me. The two new men talked as us new women stood a little bit together. We didn't say a word without our "mommy's" permission. But, we could communicate with our eyes and hands. It seemed that both of our keepers were playing with us. I felt the other girl's mommy push her finger into me. Slowly she massaged my inner walls as I blushed. The other girl blushed too, as I could see my mother's hand doing the exact same thing. He asked me without words what I was there for. I told him that I was there to get a chest augmentation, and thankfully wasn't going to get a P and D. He looked envious as his eyes fell. I could see the little bump where the pad was. I could imagine the humiliation of having it removed. Soon the two new men smiled and laughed at each-other as the two hands left our bottoms. I let out a little sigh as mother glared at me for it. I wilted under those eyes as I saw both of them shake their hands. "By the way, what is your little girl's name?" She asked as mother thought about it. "Well for right now he is Anthonykin. But, when I marry him off finally and he's got a new mommy then he will be something else." I noticed something when she mentioned that though. The idea of giving me away hurt her. I saw her flinch when she mentioned marrying me off. My face started to blush. Was mother getting attached to me as something more than just our old relationship? And it confused me because that didn't disgust me as much as it might have. The other two left as I waved at Nickykin. He was kind of cute with the new cleavage, and I still felt that icy fear down the back of my neck after hearing about P and D. They did that sort of thing here. We both walked inside as the cool air hit me. I followed mother dutifully as we walked into the doctor's office. I had to follow her the whole way as she signed us in and we sat down. The collar was still around my neck as I looked at the people waiting for their turns. All of the procedures were done through this office. While a few would be taken upstairs, all of them went through this place. I saw some girls who were certain that they were getting Popped and Docked. I felt nothing, but sympathy for them. A few had glazed looks in their eyes. As if the shock had overloaded their minds. One girl was squirming in her seat as she looked like she was about to cry. I could easily see that she had a special chastity belt on that was probably clamping on the member they were going to remove. I winced. Mother looked at what I had winced at. She smiled, but then frowned a little bit. I guess she didn't think that was to her liking either. And she wasn't doing her best hiding it. I stared at the girl in front of me as they took him towards the door. His name was Tommykin as I shivered a little. I could see the desperate horror he had as they took him in back. That fear I had from earlier was creeping up my spine as I prayed that mother hadn't set me for P and D. "Just the chest augmentation." I kept repeating it in my mind. "Anthony." I heard my mother's name as they called us. I was yanked up a little bit by my neck as I hissed through my teeth. I rubbed my neck as she started to walk towards the nurse. The new woman nurse looked adorable as she was helping the best way she could. She gave me a little smile as I was 100% sure that she had been given a P and D. No doctor would allow a non fully made new woman to be her nurse. I returned the smile as I guessed her work was no harder than mine. I wondered if when I was fully made if mother would let me keep working. It hurt to think of not being able to at least work part time at the store. It gave me something to do. "Alright, remove his blouse." I saw the doctor as she looked at mother. Mom undid my collar and then kept it in her hands as she pulled my blouse off to reveal my chest. The doctor made sure to check my vitals. The stethoscope felt cold against my skin and I gave a girlish yelp at it. She chuckled as she moved me towards what looked to be a table. They directed me to lay down on my front as I looked at the panel underneath. "Am I needed?" Mom asked as I looked up. I didn't say a word as the doctor shook her head. I suppose she wasn't going to keep me company. The panel slid out as I saw what looked like two large silver cups aim for my chest. It fit on my chest with a little hiss of air escaping. Against my flesh I felt a slight suction. It tugged at my chest and nipples as the doctor and nurse left me to my own devices. The suction never ended as I lay there just staring at the floor. I wondered what it looked like now as I was waiting. A nurse came in to check my vitals from time to time. I think my major expression was probably boredom. A few minutes I actually started to nap. I heard the hiss of air stop, which woke me up from another short nap as I felt the suction end. It let off a slight popping sound as the nurse slid it off my body. I yawned as I was made to sit up. The weight on my chest felt rather strange as it plopped down. "Do you want to see it?" The nurse asked as I nodded. I walked over to the mirror. The girl in the mirror had the same innocent face that I have become used to for so long now. A blush crept on her pale skin as her small dainty hands cupped his breasts. They were heavy, but they didn't sag as I pushed them up. The nipples were a cherry color and poked into the air. They were long and sensitive as the thick areola covered about twice the distance of the middle. I ran a finger around the curves. The skin was mine, pale and soft. I felt firm hands cup my breasts from behind and felt a much smaller pair press into my back. "OOH these are beautiful. They really make you look attractive." I gasped as she pinched the nipples. It sent an electric signal to my brain as I shuddered. I could feel my skirt bulge as mother played with my breasts. "Mommy..." I gasped as she chuckled. "I love when you say it like that. The way your voice sounds so adorable. It makes me love my little girl even more." Her smile was long as she moved my face to meet hers. My eyes grew wide as mother kissed me fully on the lips. It shocked me. No matter what she'd never kissed me like that before. It was much more intimate. I felt my chest press into hers as something caught in my throat. Her tongue was exploring my mouth now. It started by parting my lips as I closed my eyes. I felt her hand rest on the small of my back. It took my breath away as we released. I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. My mind was confused and whirling in dozens of different directions. Unlike others who called their wives mommy, she really was the woman who bore me. I felt so strange. For once mommy actually blushed. It threw me off. "Here put your bra on. We're going home. Then you will make sure the house is clean. I think that sales will go up now that you have these." She smiled as she pulled the pink bra out. I held my arms out as she slowly slid the straps onto my arms. She showed me how to slide my new breasts into each cup. I didn't mind when she grabbed the soft flesh as she did it. My back felt a little stiff as I leaned forward to hook my bra on. I fixed the straps as I felt the weight a little more balanced. Mother looked at me as I tried to think of something to say. "Do...do they look nice?" I asked as she chuckled and kissed my forehead. "Of course honey. You look wonderful. Now let's go home." I felt the collar around my throat as she buckled the leash to her belt. I followed dutifully as I saw the other girls in the waiting room with their new men. I wasn't walking in a strange gait, which probably gave a few of them a false hope that they might not be losing certain parts of their anatomy. My throat bobbed as I swallowed hard. I didn't want to think about it. The walk home was rather nice as I made sure to follow directly behind mother. She smiled at me as she actually slowed down so I didn't have to rush to keep up. I let out a sigh as I felt the weight of my chest. It bounced despite the bra. Home seemed slightly different as I walked inside. My collar was removed as I moved around the house. I found a dozen new bra's in my room that fit my new breasts. All my blouses were also built to handle my new additions. I did the laundry in the same manner I always have. Mom locked herself in her room. I felt a little curious about that as I shrugged. It wasn't my concern at this moment as I made sure to prepare everything. In a day the pharmacy would open and I would be able to show my cleavage off. That should get those customers who were glaring at me to stop. Chapter 3: Mother's Surprise "Have a nice day." I said as I could see the new man's eyes looking at my cleavage. I felt the weight of my breasts as I looked at the young girl next to her. He looked about 12 years old, and I could see the clothes hugging his body. I saw by the way his thigh's rubbed together he'd gotten the procedure. I let out a happy little sigh as I fixed my necklace. I'd gotten it from mom for my birthday. She was so sweet sometimes. I still felt odd that she was starting to act more and more like a "mommy" to me and less like a mother. A yawn made my shoulders shudder as I looked around the store. There were so few people out today. Unlike the day I got my chest augmentation where the sun had been out; it was dreary. I heard the patter of the rain on the roof. It looked to be much later than normal. Mom had left to run errands, leaving me with the store. It was close to closing, so she said she could trust her little girl to take care of it. I blushed at the trust she was putting in me. She even trusted me to take my own Rejuve pill. I didn't want to disappoint her, and took it with a glass of water after my lunch. I saw some of the cages they were selling to punish your wife with. I shuddered to think of being put in such a cage. It was inhumane. It's strange that I should think that. A long time ago I would have thought that what had happened to me was inhumane, but I don't know. It's perfectly normal. I am probably odd that I still have my penis in the same manner as I was born. My penis didn't work anymore though. Mom doesn't milk me for my semen, which is probably a good thing. I found that if I massage my prostate I can cum like a boy. But, it's only a semi-thick clear fluid. I doubt I am making sperm at all. I've also noticed a few other things. I still luckily only look like I am 14. I couldn't imagine looking younger. And yet I am having a harder time picking up things. I had to beg mother to help me with a box of pills because it was one of the big kind. My body is completely hourglass, and any changes that weren't through with my normal Rejuve have since been completed. I sound completely like a 13 or 14 year old girl. Mother adored all the changes. I got rewards and presents whenever I acted helpless or cute. The first time I begged her to help me with a box with tears in my eyes; she got Nickykin to give me a massage. Poor Nickykin is so sweet to me. He's always well behaved and loves to talk with me when our mommy's aren't there. I've asked him to show me what he looks like down there, but he won't. Every time I bring up the subject he starts to look depressed. I think I should stop asking. Thoughts of massages made me blush as I tried to get an erection from it. I failed as I sighed, trying my best to think of anything that might make it work. I failed and decided it was best to make sure the register added up. I remembered when I got it wrong by a single penny and mom had given me a horrible spanking. I concentrated so hard I didn't even notice that Mom had closed the shutters. "Mommy don't we still have an hour?" I asked as if I wasn't sure that I was right. My especially girlish voice now asked. It was best to make it look like I had made the mistake. "We are closing early." She told me as I looked at her. Her clothes were a little disheveled as she had a bag in her hands. I looked at it as she walked over to the counter and saw what I was doing. "Does it add up?" She demanded. "Yes Mommy." I said with a little concern. Was she alright? She put the bag down as she walked around the counter. I looked at the light pooling around the little cracks in the shutter. No one could see her give me a horrible spanking if she wanted. Her arms went around my neck as she laid her head against my shoulder. "You are such a good girl. I make you work here because hiring someone would be so much more expensive. And you are a smart little girl, not brainless like some mommy's make them. So, I am going to show you something." I felt a warmth I hadn't felt in years, and turned to look at her. "Mommy I love you." I blurted out as she patted my head. I could see her eyes were a little wet at that. "And mommy loves her little Anthonykin too." She massaged my back as she grabbed my hand and lead me in back. We'd locked up the store as she took me to the house. The living room was a place I normally just cleaned. Mother says that I am supposed to not be around when she has her new men friends over unless they want me. And normally I am just there for them to fondle. So it felt strange to sit on the couch in front of our television. "What are we going to watch?" I asked as she was turning on the computer and downloading something straight from there to the TV. I kept watching as she pushed play. Mother's arms wrapped around my waist as she sat me on her lap. It felt nice and warm, though I think she was wearing a cod piece underneath. It bumped against my bottom as I decided to snuggle closer to her. It was a home video in a rather nice room as it turned towards a girl in a summer dress. It only took a few seconds to realize it was Nickykin. He sat with his hands on his lap. A blush was running across his cheek as he played with a choker around his neck. The long blonde hair pooling across his back as a few strands went across his chest. "Aw come on don't look so sad. This is what mommy wants." I heard from Nickykin's mommy from the other side. She was narrating and giving her girl directions. Soon he started to lift his skirt to show his panties. As I watched the video, mother had a hand wrapped around my waist. She kept massaging my belly button and petting me above my crotch. It kept me warm and squirming without giving me any direct stimulation. It made me blush as hard as Nickykin was. My face flushed as my eyes saw the flatness of his panties. I knew that he'd been Popped and Docked, but seeing how flat it made him was still a shock. Soon the skirt dropped, his fingers slowly pulling the panties down around his ankles. The embarrassment didn't go away as he stood up, the thought of actually seeing the change more shocking than anything. Soon she slowly started to lift the skirt. The camera came for a close up. His penis was tiny and thin, the little head of his penis the only thing free from the rest of his pelvis. It seemed that the length of his penis was only about half an inch. And I could see the seamless way his scrotum touched around his pelvis. It didn't bulge out at all, giving the impression that he had never had testicles. A hand moved from the photographer. It slowly started to touch the little remains and massage up and down the length. It made him part his legs as she massaged between the little tip. I could hear his breathing coming in faster as she massaged between his legs. "That's what it looks like." I heard mom whisper in my ear as she petted my crotch. She paused the video so I knew that she wanted to discuss something with me. Her hand went into my panties, pulling out my penis. "See you don't have anything else to keep." Mother's finger was rubbing between my tip. I gasped, my body as warm as possible as I started to slowly grind my hips upwards. "You are never going to get an erection again. You don't make sperm or anything close to it. So, why hang onto it?" She was using logic that I couldn't dissent. I felt her mouth on my ear as she blew air into it. Her teeth nibbling gently on the smooth flesh as I gasped. The smooth flesh of Nickykin looked rather nice and cute. I felt myself falling into her logic. My mind clouded by her fingers playing with me. "I'll....I'll never have an erection again?" I said with a little despair in my voice. I could feel her head shake. "No honey. Rejuve does that sometimes. It's why they came up with P and D silly." I gasped as her finger was massaging the little slit of my penis. "And I can still do this when it happens. Besides, your penis is only 3 inches now anyways. At least this way your panties will fit better." I felt myself rubbing my butt against the cup in her pants. It rubbed back and forth as I felt something growing. "But...but mommy what about grandchildren...you wanted them right?" I asked as she just smiled. I hadn't expected that. "Well I have an idea of how to handle that. I've talked to some people. I am sure that it will all work out in the end." Her chuckle vibrated my ear. "So, what do you say?" She asked me. I knew this was manipulation. My mother wanted me to beg her to do it. Knowing it didn't prevent me from gasping. Maybe my mind wanted to rationalize it. I wanted it to be my decision now. "Yes mommy...mommy I want to have P and D." I said as I shuddered. Only a little semen flowed from my penis. It was pale and didn't come out very hard. My ejaculation could be described as rather pathetic. Her voice caught with a happy coo as she kissed the back of my neck. "Such a wonderful little girl." Her hands moved up to massage my breasts. I gasped, feeling as she plucked her fingers against my nipple. "And I am very happy about your decision." She made that very clear as she licked the back of my neck. I felt a little rush of terror as I thought about it. I'd just not only agreed to have my testicles removed, I'd begged for it. And now I knew that it was a well done set-up. Her teasing my body so I'd agree to anything. "We are going tomorrow aren't we?" I asked as I turned towards her. She laughed as she grinned. "Of course honey. We don't want that pride that swells in here to get in the way of my girl's decision." She gripped my balls in her palm. That youthful expression made me nervous as I felt the cup grow again. It distracted me. "Mommy...what is that thing? Did you get a cod piece?" I didn't expect she did because like I'd mentioned before it had never become popular in the states. "I'll tell you what. I'll show you what it is. But, you have to promise to let me ask one thing from you if you do." I thought about it for a few seconds before nodding my head in agreement. "OK." I said in that cute voice of mine, though it was slightly sultry for a few seconds. "Well slide my pants down and I'll show you." She said as I hooked my hands under the cloth. My fingers unbuttoned her pants as I slid them down. Mother moved her hand so that I could get the waistband of her boxers down as well as I slid it down in one firm motion. I was close to her crotch. Enough that I could easily see it slap against her stomach. It was fully rigid now as it let out a thin line of pre-cum onto the curve of her belly button. My eyes crossed for a second as it took a minute for my mind to process. A penis was attached to my mother; a thick, fat penis with a slightly covered head. It was erect and boring into her stomach. "Mommy it's a....a..." I tried to talk as mother just smiled. "A pudendus is what it's called. This is my lovely thick pudendus. It makes that small thing between your legs look rather tiny doesn't it. I got the big package." Her laughter felt like it was patronizing me. "Take a look." She said as I felt my hands shake slightly. I lifted the soft flesh in my hands as I looked to see where it began. The penis or pudendus ended right at her vagina. It almost seemed like it were coming from it. Her lips were thick, fat, and started to make my hand feel strange. I ran a finger over the lips to see what they were made out of. I felt something inside. "Oh..." I gasped as I saw mother gasp. Round orbs were inside, as I looked up at her. I felt like I understood. Having any testicles at all no matter how small was a sign of defiance to her. My choice wasn't a choice after all. Though I should have realized that from the beginning. The texture felt soft as I ran a finger along the curve of her testicles. Mother blushed as she moved my face closer. "Now you still have to do what I told you. You got to see what I had. So, I want to fill your mouth with what I have boiling inside. So, get to work honey." I thought it would be more disgusting that my real mommy was telling me to do this. But, I found the idea of it being a penis far more disturbing. It was a softer flesh than I was used to, and it's pale complexion gave it a beautiful elegant look. I gulped as I reached my tongue out. I gently ran it against her. It tasted interesting, a mixture of salt and something else. My tongue went from the base as I slowly started to suckle on the outer lips. I was sure there were testicles in there as I caught it between my lips. My tongue starting to go after them as I trailed my tongue along the bottom of the penis. A little bit of my mind became obsessed with giving my mother pleasure. By having her penis in my hands and mouth I was in control of that pleasure. And yet she was also leaving me without any recourse. It felt sort of strange the mix of control and lack of control I had. Her slit oozed out little pale droplets around the tip. They dribbled down her shaft, reaching my mouth. I ran my tongue between the slit to get as much as possible before I started to cover it with my mouth. The little bit of skin covered the tip pulled back as I tried to push down. Mother was breathing fast as she put a hand on my head. Slowly she pushed me further down. It felt strange as it started to get into my throat. I gagged, trying not to do anything drastic and sliding back up. I coughed a little bit, and then went back down. I alternated up and down along her shaft. I could see my wet saliva pooling around her crotch. I saw her little mound of pubic hair. I couldn't remember the last time I had any; probably since I was oiled with the depilatory. The oily sensation from the memory went through my mind as I kept moving up and down. "Good girl. And you better...swallow every single drop." She ordered me as I felt her body starting to tense. I felt the penis expanding in my throat as I went as far down as possible. It was thick and warm, tasting a little gooey as it flooded into my throat. A few spasms of my throat sent it down as I started to swallow. My cheeks had to puff up to contain it all. The penis jerking as it expanded and contracted again and again. I wondered how much cum my mother had in her. She gasped as she kept my head pinned against her cock. The instant I thought I couldn't handle it anymore, she stopped. I moved, allowing myself to swallow what was in my mouth. My finger ran across my lips to keep it all in as she looked a little flustered. "That was alright. You'll have to practice." She chuckled as she leaned to reach into the bag that was next to the computer. I knew she'd taken a flash drive out of it before. Now she pulled a little tin foil as I finished the last of the cum. "Bend over Anthonykin. We are going to have a little more fun. Eventually we have to find you a lover. But, I am going to be the first to be back here completely." Her hand rested on my hip and then gave my butt a little squeeze. "Ye...yes." I said as I looked at the TV. I gulped as I waited for her to direct me. Soon, she turned me around a little. Her fingers directed me to spread my legs. I could see my shrunken penis and knew in a day that I would look like Nickykin down there. She spread my cheeks apart with her fingers, trailing a finger around my rosebud. I felt her poke a finger inside before she pulled it back out. I looked between my legs at her as she undid the foil. I've heard a lot of the Femivass are plastic. This one was clear with a strange little hoop around it. "This will be a little strange at first. But, it will make it so I don't need to use those nasty oils anymore." She had a sweet little smile as she placed it at the edge of my anus. I felt it's oily texture as she started to apply pressure. I suppose for some it might be harder to accept. But, since I was milked I've learned to relax. It slowly slid into me as she forced it as far as she could inside of my body. My eyes tightened as I felt it slowly slide beyond where she had placed it; deep inside of me. I felt my body warm up as the inside of my rear started to grow moist. The Femivass making my butt clench slightly as I felt the wetness tingling inside of me. A gentle hand moved me up onto my knees. I clenched my butt tightly as I saw mom slide underneath my spread legs. Her hands directed my legs to spread wide as she slid me down onto her lap. Her pudendus pressed against the small of my back. It had become rigid again as she gently traced her fingers along my stomach. "Now I want you to direct me inside." She said as my hand reached back to wrap around her shaft. I gulped a little as her fingers were not as thick or long as what I held in my hands. I made sure to place it gently against my entrance. Her fingers moved to my spine, teasing my back as I started to put pressure. Tears welled up in my eyes as it started to slide in the first inch. My breathing grew rapid as even with the lubrication it hurt. I waited as she slowly started to play with my penis. The fingers moved it in little circles as she massaged the tip. I gasped as I slid even further down. After the first two inches it didn't feel as bad. The strange feeling of something being pushed so deep inside of me made me a little nervous. My hips bumped against hers as her hands moved to my hips. I felt them around my waist as she moved me forward. My breasts pushing against her as she moved her face to grip one of my nipples in her mouth. I gasped as electric pleasure went into me, and my insides clenched around the thick member. I closed my eyes, putting my arms around her. It was an odd picture. My legs spread out wide with my mother's penis deep inside of me. We stayed that way for a few seconds. Then mother pulled me up, her penis sliding out and then slowly sliding back in. The sensation was strange as I grit my teeth. Not from pain, but because I was feeling my body grow warm. Soon mother stopped, though the penis was still sliding inside of me, deeper and deeper. I found my hips moving, trying to make her go as far inside as possible. Her hands groped at my breasts, moving the nipples in little circles as I felt a strange pit at the center of my stomach. I moaned, feeling myself leaning upwards so I could go faster. I lost any semblance of my masculinity for that amount of time. All I knew or wanted was for that thing to slam into me over and over again. My hips gyrating as I could hear her lips that might contain testicles smack into my butt. It slapped against me as I leaned back even further. My breasts bounced as I thrust my hips against her. Soon she did very little work as I was making her penis thrust into me. It didn't take long for me to feel a little bit of my sterile semen leak out of my penis. Inside of my body I clamped against her, my clean lubricated anus milking her shaft. It drove her over the edge as I felt it expand, thick ropes of cum flooding into my bowels. I gasped as we both rode our orgasms together. I slumped over onto mom as she gently soothed me by rubbing my back. It wasn't too bad. After she slid out of me I felt the goo inside of me moving around. It felt like I had to use the restroom, and she handed me some kind of sanitary napkin. I tried not to think about it as I gently went to the bathroom to take care of it. When I came back, mother was gloating to the doctor about how I'd chosen to have my P and D done tomorrow. And that I was so impatient. I could hear the doctor laughing on the other end as I blushed in humiliation. I would have yelled that she was a dirty liar. But, I couldn't say a word. It was after all pretty much the truth. Chapter 4: P and D The doctor's office again. I felt a cringe as I saw other girls here about to get their treatments. There was no surprise about what was going to happen to me today. I was going to be Popped and Docked. And they were going to do it happily. Mother kept asking me if I was excited. She reminded me of how much I begged the night before. I flushed in embarrassment about that. The fact that she wasn't lying or stretching the truth only made things worse. I had begged in a fit of sexual frustration to get this done to me. I remembered what Nickykin looked like, and in a few minutes I would look the exact same way down there. "Anthony." I heard them use my mother's name as I stood up. Every single girl looked at me as if I were going to my execution. In a way the last remains of who I was, was about to be removed. I am honestly 45 years old today despite looking 14. Today I am going to lose the last things that define me as a man. Mother looked so happy as she tugged on my collar. I could feel it pulling me down into the abyss. The doctor looked so pleased with herself as she made a motion with her hands. "Alright, remove her undergarments and make her sit on the table." I didn't need to be told to get on the table as I felt mother's hand undue my skirt and panties. She knows that I don't want them to get wrinkled. It's one of the few nice things she was doing for me today. I felt the coolness of the table as I laid down on it. There were footrests that I had to put my feet into. They strapped me into them as they separated my legs. My genitals were helpless in front of them as the doctor grabbed my genitals. It's almost painful how hard she tugs on them. She's not the most gentle person in the world. They had a new chemical that she slowly injected into my groin. It stung, and I felt a little burning. But, soon she actually gives my testicles a little punch with her hand. Normally I'd be on the floor crying and maybe throwing up. Instead, I felt numb to the touch. Only a strange pressure touched my nerves as the table was pulled up. "I...I thought I didn't see." I said with a little nervousness as I could clearly see my penis in front of me. The doctor ignored my statement as she looked at my manhood. The first thing I noticed is that the chemical that was numbing my nerves was also shriveling my penis. It started to act like I had just gotten out of a pool. Two of the inches it had disappeared before my eyes. I was sitting there with my legs spread out in front of the doctor. A numbness in my testicles and penis with a full view of what she was going to do next. Mother had my hand in hers, though while I was distracted those had been secured as well. I gulped as I wanted to tear my eyes away from what might happen next, and too afraid to remove my eyes from the scene. "By the way we are adding a B too correct?" She said to my mother who nodded her head. "Oh yes we are." I looked between them. What was a B? What were they adding to me? I felt tears stream down my face. The doctor made another check by squeezing my testicles in her hand to make sure it didn't hurt; it didn't. Then with a little machine in her hand she began. I think it was a laser as she began to cut. I didn't want to think of the gory details as I saw the insides of my testicles. She expertly cut the tubes and used the cutting instrument to seal them. It seemed she was making sure that the nerves stayed so I'd still be sensitive down there. Slowly she got rid of one part of my manhood and then the other. Mommy's hand caressed mine as I watched. Soon she was using a sort of sealant to put them on the underside. But, instead of doing it completely like I thought she would, she slid a tube inside. Something was being done as I felt a pressure deep in my belly. I tried to squirm, but I got a firm smack on my hand that told me to stay still. My mouth was dry as I felt something start to flood into my stomach. I couldn't tell what, and so finally the curiosity got to me. "What...what is that? It's not...a P d...." I mewed out as both mother and the doctor laughed at me. "Aren't they just adorable?" The doctor asked my mother. "Yes, they never listen to anything. Little one, how do you think breeding is supposed to be done?" I honestly never thought of it. I was never told to think about it to be honest. But, I am not going to say that to mother. "I don't know." I answered honestly. "Well women can still have children." The doctor stood up and replaced her gloves while she talked. "We would never let a girl impregnate us normally. So instead a woman's egg is taken out and sperm milked from another donor or possibly if they took the time to do it, their little girl's sperm. About half the population decides to do this. They are the ones who believe little girls are not responsible enough to have children. Everyone agrees that it's their choice. Procreation is of course a new man's choice. A new woman would never have the ability to make an informed decision." "So...the other half..." I asked with trepidation. "Oh those are the ones who have a little trust with their little wives and girls. You see they are too busy to deal with getting pregnant. But, we all want to have children some day. We do have to propagate the species. Right now you no longer have any of the old man parts. It allows you to be the perfect receptacle." I didn't like the sound of that. "Right now I am filling you with what would basically be a genetic jelly. You do have a little bit of your mother's genetics in you. So, we are using that as a base. The jelly will fill your lower cavity and your body will form it into the proper organ. It's going to be an Endo. A pseudo-uterus if you will. When your mother decides she wants to have a child she is going to have us mix your genetics we have from your sperm samples. And we'll mix it with someone else's genetics. The wonderful thing is that we can take two sperm samples and make a baby. Of course it will always be a girl. But, that doesn't bother us in the least." "I can even rent your insides out if I want." Mommy said with an evil smile as I shivered. "Please....please don't do that. I only want my babies." I begged as I felt my eyes water. Mom didn't give me any expression that said whether or not she would respect my wishes there or not. "Oh there is one more part to it." She said with a smile. "The genetic material is only part of it. See, in order to conceive you will have to have a large shot of protein. So, in order to actually be fully pregnant you have to have sex after you've been implanted with the DNA. It gives it a natural feel. Well, I hope you got that in your silly little head because, I am not explaining it again." She moved as she slid the tube out of my body. Her hands moved too slowly connect the tissue together. My penis would point downward. The little piece of flesh only free where my penile tip was. Underneath the tip would be a little hole that the tube could be inserted. I'd look like any other girl with P and D except for that hole. And when mother wanted me to have a child I would be implanted there. I gulped as I wanted to cry again. The pad was slowly put over my genitals as I had to get dressed again. The numbness was still on me, and I had to waddle with the pad between my legs. Mother didn't say a word as she returned me to my collar and started to tug me along. Walking was really uncomfortable with that pad there. I tried not to complain as I waddled around. I saw other girls with the same waddle waiting outside. There were a few stores nearby and it was obvious their mommy's had leashed them outside of different stores. It wasn't mandatory that you drop your girl in front, but it was an option that was available. I shivered as I looked at the girls in front. Here they'd just been Popped and Docked, and they were outside tied to a hitching post. I felt sympathy for them swelling deep inside. I kept waddling towards home as mother tugged my leash. I was hanging a bit too much near the other girls. And it was time to go home. Chapter 5: Girl's Presentation It had been a week since I'd gotten the operation. I'd gotten used to being forced to sit and pee. I remembered to take a single sheet of toilet paper and dab at my tip so I didn't get any on my panties. That would be horrible. A little yawn shook my body as I looked down between my legs. You'd never guess that I used to have testicles. The scrotum was tight against my skin, my tiny penis attached to it so I didn't even have to aim it down. It's hard to take a look with my breasts in the way. But, I could feel with my finger. It's not far from my tip, the little hole feeling natural as I could just barely slide my pinky inside of it. It's wet on the inside, lubricating itself. I didn't feel pleasure from sliding a finger inside. But, it didn't hurt. I made sure to dab at it as well. Getting it dirty wouldn't be a good idea. I was now known as a Breeding Girl. The hole identified me as such. I had to stand up, sliding my panties up my legs and around my hips. Mommy didn't want me thinking of the term "mother" anymore. She heard me blurt it out the first time she took me after the pad came off. So now, I was to think of her only as mommy. I was trying my best. I made sure to wash my hands as I walked towards the kitchen. The sink was filled with dishes from a party mommy had the night before. A lot of them were covered in food and there were dozens of glasses from where they got drunk. My butt was still sore from where they all fondled me. And I heard they were coming back again that night. A few of the hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end. It was going to be worse and I knew it. My hands pulled the dishwasher out. It allowed me to keep up with the chores around the house easier. Mommy said that I had to maintain the house or I couldn't work in the pharmacy. She thought I wouldn't be able to handle it, but I'd been able to go in about twice a week. It's a system I created all by myself. Mommy could have taken that as an insult, but she's very nice because she doesn't remove the dishwasher or any of the other labor saving devices I used. Some mommy's are cruel and mean when they do that. I think she might let me work from time to time because it allows me to show my cleavage to the customers. The dishwasher runs with a little bit of a clicking sound when it first starts. I'm not sure what that might mean. I shrugged as I went to finish folding the laundry. My panties and bras were getting smaller and smaller already. My butt was always being revealed to the world because since the operation my panties were all becoming thongs. I could feel it wiggling as customers who want me to show them medication fondled it all the time. I could hear the door open as I finished with the last of the clothes, walking to the front door as I heard mommy laughing as she slapped someone on the back. There was Nick and Nickykin standing in the doorway as mommy talked to her and my male friend looked nervous as he looked at me. I smiled as I walked over to him. "Good afternoon." I made sure to do a proper curtsey in front of Nickykin's mommy so that I wasn't making her feel self conscious. I saw the new man smile as she saw me. I know that look; she was looking down my cleavage. "Such a well behaved little girl. Though I imagine that changes once you touch him." Her grin made me nervous as I swallowed hard. "Nickykin, go play with Anthonykin so that we can make sure everything is taken care of for tonight." She said as he bowed his head. "Yes mommy." His hand was so soft as he lead me upstairs. It wasn't till then that I noticed that he was carrying a little bag. "I will make sure both of us are ready for tonight." I looked confused as I still had my apron on from doing the dishes and laundry as he started to carry me upstairs. I blinked as he sat me down in my room in front of my vanity mirror. I hadn't learned how to use make-up yet. I've seen plenty of girls outside wearing it. And I've bought a ton of it, but mommy never signed me up for the classes. Nickykin turned as he looked in the mirror. I watched in astonishment as he worked with brushes, and a dozen other instruments to put the make-up on. And when he finished he looked stunning. The batting eyelashes, the pouty lips, and the startling look of his face. It wasn't overdone, in fact I could barely tell he'd put on make-up. It just made him look so beautiful. I found myself blushing to see how plain I looked next to him when he started on his hair. It's blonde locks cascading down his back as he started to slide it up. The edges of his hair falling as he put them into pigtails and then slid the little bunny ears onto his head. The costume he wore had a pair of bright pink panties that rode up his ass. The curves of his smooth flesh showing against the material as the panties themselves had a tail at the very top. I noticed that he did have a skirt, but that it's soft material barely went to the thigh so that all could still see the tail and panties. A little fluffy top went around his breasts, pressing the cleavage together as he turned and looked at me. "Alright, now I have to get you ready." I blinked as I looked confused. "We are putting a show for them." He looked so confident all of a sudden. The little shy friend I had known for a little while suddenly had a confidence I couldn't even see. I blinked as I turned my head to the side. "Wh...What do you mean?" I saw him pulling out a kitty costume in a light blue color. "They are having another celebration party for a business deal. The...well we are the entertainment. The pre-entertainment anyways." His entire body shivered as he thought of something. I gathered it was the post-entertainm