Aunt Madge's Fetish Persuasion, Latex Edition free porn video

Note: This story is an expanded version of "Aunt Madge's Fetish Persuasion," This version adds a bit of "edge-play" or what is known in common fetish parlance as "breath-play," This fetish is along the lines of "autoerotic asphyxiation" and unfortunately, if done wrong or unsupervised or even if supervised either of these fetishes can, and quite often do end in death! The mere practice of this "type" of fetish puts immense strain on the heart! It's a sick or perverted interest that the excitement doesn't begin until the "victim" begins to struggle. Maybe it's a base human mental aberration but it is obvious something of interest is here because the practice is prevalent world wide and has been through most, if not all of human history. Like cross dressing and other fetishes nobody really knows why such things exist in the human condition. I am just trying to explore my limit of thought in this particular fetish medium as I have tried to do in the cross dressing medium. I am under no allusions or in any way condoning such practices in any way. In seeing some videos of this type on Youtube recently I thought I would add a more extreme version of this story. I did notice that "Latex" is listed in the master list on this site among others. If this type of fetish appeals to you that isn't my concern. I'm not judging anyone. If this type of fetish is not your cup-of-tea don't read this version. If you do, proceed at your OWN RISK! I consider any extreme activities that may result in death to be TOXIC and to be avoided! You've been warned! Anonymous Writer- "Aunt Madge's Fetish Persuasion, Latex Edition" Tommy and three of his friends stood on the front steps at Madge's front door, Tommy scuffing the concrete step with his tennis shoes. "Can Timmy come out to play? We need another guy for a game," he said while another young man tossed a football up and down while he waited. "I'm sorry boys. Timmy can't come out and play today. He's been misbehaving and has been grounded and sent to his room for a few days," Madge said sternly as Timmy's friends looked on. "Well, tell him we stopped by, okay Mrs. Du Bois?" Tommy finished. "I'll tell him. Have a nice day boys," Madge said with a pleasant smile as the boys filed away. She then closed and locked the front door then minced across the living room. Her nylons zipping as she minced on the high stiletto heels as she wiggled in her tight, nylon lined black wool skirt. Her breasts jiggling in her blue satin bow blouse. She continued on upstairs mincing down the hallway of the quiet house then turned into her bedroom. She looked at Timmy still there and smiled as she turned and closed and then locked the bedroom door. She minced to the windows, the white nylon sheers already closed, she then pulled the draperies fully closed then turned her attention to Timmy who was still silent and still there. "I told your friends you were being punished and were sent to your room for a few days Timmy. But I didn't mention that the reason you are being punished is because I caught you in my things. Maybe I should tell them you're a little priss?" Madge explained. She giggled slightly as she watched Timmy who was now hunched, face down over a black metal bench of sorts, with padded black leather cushions at the knees, elbows and stomach and chest. The bench adjusted as Timmy laid over the padded bench, his wrists pulled at the black leather straps as they creaked. His ankles were strapped as well and as he tried to move his ankles and thighs the straps creaked as he struggled and pulled. Another black leather strap was cinched over his waist holding him down to the bench as well. The bench held Timmy off the ground, his feet strapped into black patent leather ankle strap sandals, the feet undulated and twitched as they tried to find the floor, he pulled with his slender upper arms, his gloss red fingernails flashing in the light as the wrist straps creaked again as Madge moved around the quiet room enjoying her work. Timmy had been bathed and Naired totally smooth now. He'd been dressed in a knee length, pink layered nylon chiffon baby doll nightie and matching robe. He was also wearing a matching bra with silicone forms and a ruffled rhumba panty set and a matching pink, six strap garter belt, sheer beige opera hose had been pulled up high on his hairless thighs and smoothed and gartered taut at the welts, the garter straps straining tight as the nylon stockings shined in the room light. Timmy squirmed yet again but he was mostly silent now. Madge had seen to that too. Timmy looked into space, his wide eyes glaring, his mouth filled, his cheeks puffed full with a white, lace trimmed nylon half slip, lace brimming at his open mouth, his red lipsticked lips forced open slightly. To hold the slip in place Madge had pulled one of her sheer beige nylon stockings over Timmy's head. And after smoothing the stocking welt tightly over his head and face and down over his neck she zipped another stocking quickly over the first one, the nylon tight but near frictionless as it zipped over the first stocking. Madge had added another garter belt, a sturdy six strap garment. She hooked it on upside down then gathered the dangling garters and after pulling the stocking welts tight she gartered the stockings until they shined in the light over Timmy's beige knob of a head! She then fitted a tight blond wig over his head, a pink satin bow already pinned tight to the left temple of the wig that was already done up in a feminine vintage hair set. Immobile and gagged Timmy could now only struggle on the padded bench and "mmfff" and "glub" into his gag helpless as Madge smiled and looked on. "I wish you would have come to me Timmy dear," she lamented as she began moving a large tri-fold full length mirror from the corner of the room and into the center of the room just in front of Timmy. He "glubbed" and grunted struggling wide eyed to see himself in such a predicament as Madge centered the mirrors for the best reflection. "I figured that since I caught you in my pink nylon chiffon baby doll that this is your favorite outfit of mine," she added. "I offered to help you dress, fully, like a woman didn't I? But since you won't let me dress you I guess we'll just have to find another way to help you to understand," she reasoned. "I think that since you can't stay out of women's clothing and lingerie, we need to see if you'd be better off being a woman. Would you like to be a woman Timmy?" Timmy "muffed" and "glubbed" again as the black leather straps creaked as he writhed laying strapped over the black padded bench. It was a custom made contraption that could be easily folded up and laid flat and then put out of the way and out of sight under Madge's bed. But now, always handy at a moments notice should she need it. She minced around the room looking Timmy's squirming form over from every angle as she returned to the bed. She unclipped her earrings and dropped them to the bed, then slipped out of her necklaces and her bracelet and dropped them on the bedspread as she continued looking Timmy over with a satisfied smile. She pulled at the blue satin bow at the front of her long sleeved blue satin blouse, the satin whistling as she pulled the bow loose. She then began to unbutton each of the three blue buttons at the cuffs of the wide satin sleeves. After unbuttoning the sleeves she reached behind her neck and undid the button at the back. Then, with another louder swishing zip of satin she pulled the blouse off and swished it out then laid it on her bed. She then unzipped and unbuttoned the button at the back of her tight nylon lined black wool skirt. The nylon lining zipped and whistled as she pulled it down over her wide hips wiggling out of it, her nylon stockings zipping further past the lining as she held the bed post to step out of the skirt. After shaking the skirt out and folding it in half lengthwise she laid it on the bed along side the blue satin blouse. Timmy craned his nylon knob of a head, and struggled and "glubbed" again as he watched, wondering why Madge was getting undressed! She then gathered the lace trimmed hem of her white nylon full slip and swished it off as well then swished it onto the bed with her other clothes. She now stood in the room in her gleaming white foundation garments. She wore a sturdy white long line brassiere and satin paneled, high waist, long leg panty girdle, the white lace at each leg hem visible, the wide band at the waist pulled up and over the bottom edge of the full cupped long line brassiere. Timmy watched as she minced to her dresser still wearing her black patent leather shoes with five inch stiletto heels. Her sheer beige nylon stockings shining in the light the garters holding the tops of the stockings smooth and taut, the lace trimmed legs of the long leg girdle pulled down and smoothed into place as the nylons continued their familiar zip. Madge smiled as she looked into the mirror. She touched her gloss red lipstick up and then giggled as she fussed with her hair seeing Timmy still trussed to the padded black bench quite immobile and quiet silent. She then opened one of the dresser drawers and took out a black, strapped object. She then stepped into it, the black leather straps working up her shapely thighs. She pulled the black strap up around her waist and pulled everything tight. She hooked up the belt and then began working the straps tight at her thighs. She centered the strapped contraption then cinched the waist strap tight and checked her look in the dresser mirror. Timmy wasn't sure what was going on but he began to gasp and "glub" and pull at the straps as Madge pulled out a lifelike, full sized, flesh colored dildo! The seven inch phallus bobbled in the air as she fitted it tightly into the center holder then began snapping the sturdy snaps at the front to keep in tightly in place, the bulbous pink head and the vein engorged shaft visible even through the filmy nylon hood Timmy now wore. Madge giggled as she minced about the room noticing the large dildo as it wiggled and bobbled in front of her with each of her mincing steps, feeling it a bit strange to be sporting a full male erection. She then moved to Timmy and smoothed and fluffed the layered pink nylon baby doll nightie and layered robe up over Timmy's back fully exposing the matching, ruffled pink nylon rhumba panties and the straining pink garter straps holding the sheer beige nylon stockings high on Timmy's thighs. Madge giggled as she eased Timmy's panties down over his thighs. She moved back to her dresser and returned with a pink satin pouch. She then pulled it up and over Timmy's now smooth and dangling scrotum and flaccid manhood. Timmy squirmed as she tied the pink satin ribbon around the top of the little satin bag then tied the ribbon in a tight satin bow. Madge then took out a bottle of lubricant and began slathering the clear gel over the lifelike dildo. In the course of Timmy being bathed and Naired and prepared for being dressed and strapped down Madge had already liberally lubricated Timmy. The lubricated dildo was to make entry even easier! Madge dried her hands on a wash cloth then put the lube away and returned to Timmy, who was now grunting and writhing, struggling to get away but to no avail as Madge's giggles filled the quiet room. She moved in behind Timmy, his pink skinned bottom twitching in the light. She spread her nylon clad legs teetering on her high stiletto heels as she stood over Timmy then leaned in, her nylon stockinged legs astride his hips as she grasped the large dildo, hunching over him leaning in closer as she began steering it against Timmy's bottom! The leather straps creaked and snapped as Timmy struggled, his whimpers and gasps hardly heard at all through the white half slip gag that filled his mouth now. He was forced to look into the large mirror in front, his head bobbing as he strained to see through the two layers of sheer nylon stockings, the beige nylon sheen gleaming in front of his wide eyes as he strained and blubbered then wriggled his hips as he felt Madge find the opening and begin to press the dildo tight! "Mmmmmm. Does that feel good princess. Hummm?" Madge giggled and then cooed in a lilting feminine tone as she pressed tighter. And then the bulbous pink head began to stretch Timmy! Madge pressed tighter still as Timmy went tense. He grunted and writhed and then gave a muffled girlish shreik as he felt the lubricated head stretch him tight and tighter still and then finally enter, the head now inside, the vein engorged shaft now stretching him tight! Madge breathed excitedly when she watched the head enter fully. She then took hold of Timmy's smooth hips and hunched over him, pushing her hips forward in little jerking movements as Timmy struggled with the sensation. His gloss red salon nails flashing in the room light as the wrist straps creaked, his stiletto heeled feet pulling and twitching at the ankle straps all the while held tight to the padded bench by the wide leather waist strap. Madge widened her smooth nylon clad legs a bit more as she teetered on her high stiletto heels and pulled a bit more until she felt her hips ease further forward as she sunk deeper and deeper into Timmy. She poked and wriggled her hips and pushed farther and tighter until finally, she was all the way inside! "Mmmmm. See what happens to a little sissy priss who sneaks into my bedroom to try on my nylons and lingerie and dresses and high heels? Hummm Timmy?" Madge cooed as she pushed tighter then ground her girdled hips against Timmy's bottom causing him to grunt and blubber and squirm even more. "I really think we need to find out if you would rather be a young lady instead of a young man, don't you think so precious? Do you feel feminine now? Do you feel like a woman Timmy? We need to get you feeling nice and feminine to see if you'd rather be a pretty young lady," she cooed again. And then she began pulling out. An inch or so at first. Timmy imagined this ordeal was now over but was shocked to feel Madge only push back inside, all the way and once again she ground her girdled crotch to his tightly stretched bottom. And then she began working herself in and out, in and out, humping Timmy like a man would hump a woman as her hips rocked and bucked as she firmly held Timmy's hips and worked him in long full strokes. Madge teetered on her stiletto heels, her nylons whispering and shining in the light, her lace trimmed white girdled thighs twitching slightly as she adjusted her legs as she hunched over Timmy. She took a tighter hold and began working her hips now, in and out, in and out in long full strokes. Timmy "muffed" and "glubbed" into his half slip gag, his wide eyes bulging under the shiny nylon stocking mask as he looked into the mirror forced to watch Madge working him, thrusting in and out, in and out as she bucked her hips making sure he knew what was happening. The grunts and writhing continued, the creak of the straps continued as the "pat- pat-pat" slapping sound began echoing through Madge's quiet bedroom as her girdled hips slapped Timmy's bottom in each of the long full strokes as Timmy's head spun! "Mmmmmm," Madge chuckled in a breathy feminine tone. "I'll just bet you feel all nice and feminine now, don't you princess?" This went on another ten minutes until Madge's phone rang in her purse she'd sat on her dresser. She felt a little miffed at the interruption of Timmy's work out but for now figured Timmy had had enough. She pulled out with a lubricated "splork" as the dildo plopped free to dangle in front of Madge once again as she moved to her purse and answered her phone. It was her neighbor friend Gladys. "Hello Gladys," Madge answered a bit winded. "Are you busy, you sound tired Madge," Gladys wondered. "No. Not at all! I was just moving things around the kitchen," Madge said. Gladys went on to mention coffee. Madge looked to the clock on the wall and realized they usually had a late morning coffee. But today the thought had been forgotten with Madge's latest plans. "Give me a few minutes Gladys dear. I'll get a pot going," Madge said as the call ended and she put the phone back in her purse. She then unsnapped the dildo and set it on the wash cloth on the dresser and unbuckled the black strapped holder and stepped out of it. She then got dressed once again by starting with her lace trimmed white nylon full slip as the room was filled with the silky sounds of sliding nylon and satin. The blouse came next and was buttoned up and then she stepped into her black nylon lined wool skirt and zipped and buttoned herself into it. She quickly checked her hair and lipstick and added a bit of perfume as she freshened up. She then picked up the life sized dildo and returned to Timmy with a smile. Timmy grunted and squirmed as he felt the pressure of the bulbous head stretching him tight once again! Madge smiled with satisfaction as she pushed and watched the dildo slide deeper and deeper inside Timmy until finally his little bottom tightened tightly around the tapered base. He wouldn't be able to push it out. Then Madge spread Timmy's smooth hairless cheeks slightly then worked the round, flesh colored base tight against Timmy's bottom as his hips writhed and he "glubbed" and "mmuffed" as he strained at the creaking straps as he gasped and then whimpered. Madge smiled with satisfaction as she worked the pink, ruffled nylon rhumba panties up over the pink satin bowed pouch holding his manhood and smooth scrotum. She then pulled and smoothed the panties up tight over his bottom and up high and tight on his waist. She then gathered the layered, lace trimmed, pink nylon chiffon baby doll and matching robe and swished them down, fluffing them out over him as Timmy grunted with the sensation of the dildo still stretching him tight! Madge then heard the knock at the back door. She smiled as she looked Timmy over. "Gladys is here for coffee dear. You just relax and enjoy yourself and think things over for a while," she said as she got up and moved to her closet then swung the wide double doors open to reveal the rows of dresses on hangars and rows of stiletto heels lining the floor. "I think that after coffee I'll dress you. Or would you rather lay there and think about it?" She giggled as Timmy struggled and writhed and blubbered and "mmffed" and shook his nylon knob of a head "yes" as best he could. All to Madge's smiling, giggling, chuckling pleasure. "See princess? How easy it can be when you cooperate?" Madge added. "So, go ahead and look over my pretty dresses and heels and pick a nice outfit out, okay dear? After Gladys and I are done with coffee I'll be back to dress you properly from head to toe and from the skin out. I want to make absolutely certain you feel unmistakably feminine all day. And maybe, since you're here for the rest of the summer we'll have plenty of girl time won't we? I should set your hair. If you're going to dress like a young lady you should look like one, don't you think?" She finished with a smile as she left the quiet bedroom closing the door behind her as she left. Timmy heard the door click and then heard the lock click tight. Timmy grunted and strained, wiggling his hips and trying to wiggle his legs to lessen the stretching sensation but there would be no relief until aunt Madge returned! Madge returned an hour later from coffee with her neighbor Gladys. Timmy immediately heard her unlock the door and enter the room. He began to "glub" and twitch. Madge giggled with satisfaction as she neared his helpless feminized form. She fluffed up the gown and robe then pulled the frilly pink rhumba panties down then worked and pulled and finally removed the dildo with a "splork," Timmy grunted and fell forward with relief. Madge set the dildo on the wash cloth on the dresser then returned to pull his panties back up and swish his gowns back down. She took the wig off his head then un-clipped the sheer garter hose and swished them off of his head with a zip, then worked the white, lace trimmed nylon half slip from his mouth, Timmy shook his head and worked his jaws and gasped in relief as Madge set everything on her dresser. "Well princess, have you picked out a pretty dress like I asked?" she cooed with a smile. "No! L...let me g...go aunt M...Madge! I d...don't want to wear a dress. I told you I was sorry I tried on your stuff. I want to go home. I'm not going to stay here all summer and I'm not going to dress like a girl anymore!" he yelled angrily. "Let me g...go!" he yelled again as he yanked at the leather straps as Madge chuckled, knowing full well that either way, Timmy would soon get the urge to wear something pretty and silky once again. Madge held her anger as she turned and looked Timmy over, still in the pink chiffon gown and nylons and heels and strapped to the little bench. "Now, now," she cooed. "We still need to find out if you would rather be a young woman than a young man. Don't you think? What sort of young man takes an interest in ladies lingerie and dresses, hummm? Certainly no normal young man I've ever heard of. Swishing around in my bedroom in my nylons and heels and my pink baby doll nightie, preening just like a little lady does. Sickening!" she said then finished. "If you can't seem to stay out of women's clothing maybe you need to start dressing as a woman, completely, full time. I've offered to help dress you haven't I princess?" She reasoned. "If you feel such a need to dress as a woman maybe it's time to think about you becoming one fully. Then as a woman you could wear all the pretty, frilly things you adore to your hearts content and it wouldn't make any difference then. Doesn't that make more sense?" "No! Let me go!" Timmy struggled and complained further. Madge finally opened her bottom drawer and took out a folded white object. She moved to Timmy then swished her skirt up enough so she could spread her legs enough to straddle Timmy's frothy pink nyloned back, the beige nylon stocking tops visibly gartered taut under her white, lace trimmed nylon and spandex legs of the long leg panty girdle she settled into place, the shiny nylons on her smooth legs zipping against the layered pink nylon chiffon of the gown and robe Timmy was wearing. She then fluffed out what appeared to be a small white sheet about three feet square. But this wasn't nylon or satin. Timmy could smell the scent in the air and hear the strange, crisp, rustling, squeak of the white shiny fabric that wasn't a fabric at all but instead a sheet of white latex rubber! Madge gathered the squeaky material and held it under Timmy's nose. "Do you like that smell sweetie?" she cooed and marveled. "Such a lovely, smooth white latex isn't it?" she said as she ran her hands over the cool slippery latex. Timmy turned his head away and continued his angry rant. "Let me go aunt Madge! Let me up!" he gasped but Madge kept her seat and only wriggled tighter as she straddled Timmy's back. She then draped the white latex sheet in the air in front of Timmy, looking the gleaming white sheet over and then swished it over Timmy's head and held it in front of his face! "Looks so white and so nice and smooth doesn't it?" she went on as if she herself had some sort of latex fetish! "Let's get you up sweetie, okay? And get you into a scented bubble bath and then into some pretty lingerie and into a nice dress, nylons and heels," Madge continued but Timmy wouldn't budge. "I'm not going to wear any more of that stuff!" he yelled again. Madge gathered the ends of the latex sheet tightly in her fingers this time, gripping the white latex in clenched fists as she held the white latex in front of his face. She waited, then as soon as Timmy complained again, "I'm not going to wear any dresses aunt Madge, I won't wear a dr... "gak", "mmf"!!!" "Mmmffff!" "Glubbb!" Timmy gasped, caught off guard as the white latex flashed and rustled and then squeaked as Madge quickly pulled the sheet tightly over Timmy's face then worked and gathered the rest until it completely covered his head! The white latex squeaked tight as she pulled it back, yanking and twisting the sheet behind his head until all the wrinkles had come out of the latex and it was stretched drum tight across Timmy's face! His silent open mouthed surprised gasp remained as his head bobbed while she worked the latex sheet making sure his head was held tight and completely enclosed down to his neck, concentrating the smooth shiny latex over Timmy's now silent face. She pulled tighter still until the latex stretched so tight across his face the white latex began to appear almost translucent showing every feature of Timmy's gasping, face in panicked, pained surprise as Madge leaned over his shoulders and looked into the large mirror just in front of the padded bench. She smiled at her handy work, her arms pulling back hard keeping Timmy's head immobile, the latex tight against Timmy's face as head bobbed in the silent room, the only sounds now, the creaking of the sturdy table straps, the zipping of nylon, the creak of latex and Timmy's helpless "glubs"! Madge chuckled with satisfaction at the results. He wasn't gagged as before, but there was no need because there simply wasn't any air for Timmy to inhale to enable him to yell out! He began to yank at the straps as Madge hunched over his back smiling with pleasure as she looked into the mirror as she held the latex sheet tight his head twitching slightly as she felt him bucking under him as she rode him and throttled him! "Isn't this fun sweetie!?" she giggled as the latex squeaked once again then spelled things out. "I'm not asking about dressing you, you sissy priss," she ordered. "I'm telling you! And you'll do as you're told. Understand? You're going to wear lingerie and dresses and heels and makeup and get your hair set and start living like a proper young lady. The fun and games are over princess!" she assured as she wrenched the latex tighter, the rustling, squeaking material echoed through the room as Timmy "glubbed" and "mmffed" twitched as he tried to pull away his head bobbing under Madge's control as he bucked his shoulders and pink baby dolled back and yanked at the straps with his wrists, his high heeled feet twitching, yanking at the ankle straps, his nyloned thighs zipping now. Only a slight bubble of air, now carbon dioxide, bubbled at the front of the latex mask as Timmy exhaled, but with each forced intake of breath the bubble would disappear into his open mouth and the tight white latex would suck tight to his face once again and then deeply into Timmy's gaping mouth, his head twitching as he quietly "glubbed" for air! Madge held the latex tight and watched as he'd force an empty breathless breath only to have the smooth latex sheet fill his mouth once again. He began to writhe in deeper panic now, the near silent grunts and "mmffs" and the squeaking and slight rustle of the latex continued louder now as Madge held him tighter, riding him to hold him motionless as he squirmed. He "glubbed" and "mmffed" and "uurrked" and began to emit squeaking sounds as the shiny thin white latex held him breathless. His head lurched and writhed and twitched and began to buck in an involuntary spasm now but Madge only continued to hold him tight! Finally, the barely audible honking sounds and squeaky inhales began to subside as Timmy began to fade! His nylon clad legs, nylon stockinged legs strapped at the ankles, the stiletto heels of his ankle strap pumps twitching weakly now, his long gloss red salon nails still flashing on his fingers as his hands clutched and then twitched until his wrists and fingers began to go limp. Another pained, panicked airless open mouthed gasp caused another chuffing, "glubbing" then a faintly heard "uuf" "mmff" "uuf" "uuf" as his silent screams under the white latex, his knob of a head held by Madge held him in airless silence. And then finally, with a "pop", she sat up and released the white latex sheet allowing it to snap free away from his face, the improvised hood falling loose as Timmy fell forward rasping and coughing as he gasped in the cool fresh air, now in total submission. "We'll get you into a nice hot bubble bath before we get you dressed again for the rest of the day dear," Madge cooed with a feminine lilt as she shook out the white latex sheet and folded it back up. She got up from Timmy's back with a whispering nylon zip and smoothed her lined, black wool skirt down then moved to the dresser to return the folded white latex sheet to the bottom drawer of her dresser. She then checked her makeup and hair without a care in the world! The moment terrified and horrified Timmy at this seemingly nonchalant display of Madge's that went from normalcy to psychosis and back to normalcy at a moments notice! "And when I put you into your pretty lingerie and high heels and zip you into a pretty dress I'd better not have any more trouble with you. Isn't that right sweetie? And that's for the rest of the summer, understand princess?" she assured. "I've already had a talk on the phone with your foster mom Ruth. I've told her about you being in my dresses and hose and lingerie and heels and mussing with my makeup like a little sissy priss. She won't tolerate a swishing sissy priss coming back home this fall. I imagine she's already packed up all your boy clothes and things and gotten rid of them by now. So it's been arranged you'll continue on living here," she said as she neared the prostate Timmy and began undoing the sturdy black leather straps on the bench. "We'll pick out a pretty nightgown for you to wear to bed tonight," she said. "Then tomorrow I'll be giving you a vintage ladies hair set, all feminine and pretty in tightly lacquered curls. Of course you won't be able to comb those curls out but that won't matter now, because from now and on you'll only be wearing women's clothes, dresses and skirts and blouses and hose and high heels. You'll wear full makeup daily from now on as well. And I'm going to pierce your ears. And we'll need to remodel your room into something more appropriate for a proper young lady like you," she said as she finished undoing the straps and letting a weak and stunned Timmy stumble up from the padded bench. "Get undressed and I'll start your bath Timmy. Oh, and I'll need to call the doctor and get an appointment set up. You'll need to get started on female hormones right away," Madge assured as she finished smoothing out her blouse and skirt and once back at her dresser mirror, touching up her hair a final time. She then minced into her large master bath as if nothing had happened. Timmy heard the water running as he sat on the edge of Madge's bed and slowly unbuckled his high stiletto heels then began slipping out of his layered pink nylon chiffon robe and baby doll.