Grace escorted the man into the assigned bedroom. He wasted little time once inside in unzipping her dress, leaving her standing before him in white lingerie and nylons. Her heart was racing while she struggled to hide her nervous breathing. She couldn't believe this was real. She couldn't believe what was about to happen. She couldn't believe this was legal... The man guided her to her knees into a position that had become familiar to her. Hours spent in this position, using her mouth on a dildo, while her aunt watched and critiqued, did not compare to having the real thing so close...
Gavin was a troubled teen. His father left when he was young and his mother passed when he was 18, not that she did much to reign in his destructive behaviors. He stole, he did and dealt drugs, he ran around with some like-minded friends as something of a gang... Yes, he got caught a few times, but always got away with a slap on the wrist. His most recent arrest, however, landed him in front of a judge deep in the pocket of Good Gurls Rehab. "So what?" he thought. "So I'll be a chick for a while, still better than prison."
But when he heard that he would be released into the custody of his harsh, misandrist aunt, he grew afraid. She had every expectation of turning him into a well-behaved young woman...using the threat of reporting his failures to GGR for added punishment to keep him in line. Proper dress, proper posture, and proper behavior were all strictly enforced from when the new "Grace" woke up until she went to sleep. And any sign of impropriety with her new body was met with harsh punishment. Then Grace learned that her aunt intended to have her pay for her room and board, with an idea of how to make it happen...
Grace finished with her first client, wanting to cry, wanting to vomit, cum dripping down her chin as she remained kneeling on the floor while he walked out. Soon after, her aunt walked in.
"You did well, got a good review," she explained, motioning for Grace to stand. "A little sloppy though..." she commented as she wiped Grace's mouth with a handkerchief. "A proper lady always swallows, and swallows it all. This first one will not be held against you. All future violations will."
Grace only wanted to cry more...
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