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For the longest time, the professional geneticists and surgeons that had poured their blood, sweat
and tears into building Curves Inc. into the powerhouse in gender change technology had tried
their best to tolerate TG Corp. They engaged in charity donations, sought out those who best
needed their services, and ensured that the level of care a customer could expect was tip top and
top notch. As for TG Corp., there was little love lost between them, an all male company in the
business of making women.. . Something had to be done about the board of directors.

By any means necessary crossdressing fiction

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The three spymasters sat innocuously at their dining table in the restaurant. The place was quiet,
but with a lively emugh crowd to distract anyone from snatching any details from their conversa-
tion. Ms. Fenstone was in the centre, an ageing black face and overlong fingernails, and just about
the most well connected power broker in these United States. She was eating steak, rare. She liked
the slight tinge of blood in her mouth after each bite, it felt like the only natural thing in her diet,
which otherwise composed of nutrient shakes and constant pain pills.

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The doctors at Curves lnc never messed around. I was given a five star service from
entering until I left the building. I conference called with Dominic in order to choose a
face and body that both fit my personality, and worked with one another. He was a
busy man, and thus couldn’t attend, but was helpful enough to pencil me in during
work time to help me out. Without having anyone else to speak with, he kind of under-
stood that l’d be going alone if he didn’t pitch in.

Crossdressing sissy fiction make a woman of me

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I-or the next few weeks after the transformation, Dominic was Instrumental In getting me set up. He was my benefactor and friend, but he also took on the per-sona of my boss as well. In this capacity he took me to be a mountain of clay, ready to be moulded. He showed me the ways of ensuring a productive office, and in gaining my own skill and learning from the job too. I had so much respect for him, he sorted me an apartment in a tech related sector of the city, and I started to make some friends and make some plans too. He encouraged me so much.