Archive-name: Changes/bob3.txtArchive-author: Ruth WhiteArchive-title: Bob Gets His - Part 3                               It was over a year later, when all the pieces of Dr. vanDamme's plan fell into place one day; Monica wrote to her about herand Gloria's changing plans. They were going to be married in aradical lesbian ceremony and Gloria wanted to move back to the citywhere they could be in the center of the lifestyle that they livednow. They would no longer be needing the services of Bob and Joe,as they would be living in a lesbian commune and Gloria wanted allmemories of the two men erased from her memory. Did the Doctor haveany ideas?        The limousine slowed as it approached the guardhouse. Dr. vanDamme was expected, and the guard passed the car through only afterchecking out the driver. Scrutinizing the security arrangements,she nodded in approval. There would be no unauthorized entry to, orexit from, the Watson estate.      The long car proceeded onto the remote grounds. After a shortdrive, the house became visible, it was a mansion of the firstorder. After stopping the car in front, the driver opened the cardoor for her, Dr. van damme exited and walked up the steps of thehouse. Forewarned of her arrival by the guard house, the door swungopen to meet her.     Dr. van Damme was taken aback for a minute by the appearanceof the individual who greeted her.     "Good morning Doctor."     "Good morning." Scrutinizing her greeter, Dr. van Dammenoticed the earrings. "You must be Robert."     "Yes Ma'am, however the mistress requests that I be addressedas Babette."     "Well I'll be delighted to indulge her. Babette."     Bob admitted her, removed her coat, and took it to thecloakroom. When he returned, Dr. van Damme examined the youth, whowas a product of her Institute. Robert Watson had started out witha strong familial resemblance to his father, Joseph Watson and,having undergone identical physical modifications, was now aperfect replica of his dad. Bob was about five feet seven inchestall, but his black patent spike heels added considerably to that.      Sheer black stockings sheathed Bob's long shapely legs, endingon his upper thighs, from where garters stretched up to disappearunder his skirt. Although it stretched the imagination to call thattiny bit of fabric a skirt. Bob wore a very abbreviated maid'suniform, even more extreme than the ones that Gloria had originallydressed Joe in. The skirt was held almost horizontal by fluffypetticoats, both of which ended high on his hips. The Doctor couldsee the boy's embroidered lace panties, his dark pubic hair clearlyvisible through the delicate material. As he stood there with hislegs slightly apart, she could discern his vaginal lips, with theprofile of the vulva he had developed, outlined in the satin crotchof his panties.     Bob wore no bra and his nipples poked out like tiny fingersthrough the black satin of his uniform. The lace edged neckline ofBob's dress barely covered his aureoles, and the expanse of hismassive bosom was fully revealed.  His hair was parted in themiddle, and the long blonde tresses were brushed forward, to restatop the creamy white globes of his breasts. Shoulder-length blackgloves had the fingers cut off to allow him to wear them with hislong fingernails, and he wore the obligatory cap and apron. "If youwill please follow me Doctor, my mistress will receive you."     Dr. van Damme followed the youth, watching his ass wiggle inthe lacy panties, as he swished through the house before her.     Bob entered the sitting room where Gloria awaited theirarrival, with Dr. van Damme right behind him, and curtseyed. "Dr.van Damme. Madame."     "Thank you Babette."     Bob curtseyed and withdrew to the wall where he stood with hishands folded over his apron; the perfect maid, attentive to anydesire on the part of his mistress or her guest.     The two women greeted each other like long lost friends. Aftersome chatting Dr. van Damme asked "and how is Joe doing?"     Gloria explained, "I have decided, for the present, thatJoseph shall be called Yvette and Robert shall be addressed asBabette. They look so much alike that I kid my guests; telling themthat they are the Ette sisters, Eve and Bab."     The Doctor chuckled at the joke.     Gloria pushed a little button. "I believe Yvette is doing thelaundry now. Let me show you how his training has progressed."     In a couple of minutes, the click of high heels on woodenfloors could be heard approaching the sitting room and then therustle of petticoats. Shortly a busty blonde, dressed and lookingexactly like Bob, traipsed in and curtseyed. "You rang Madame?"     Dr. van Damme, looked Joe Watson over. He was an exactduplicate of Bob. The only way she could tell them apart was by thefact that Joe's testicles had been gold-plated and he wore thelittle balls permanently affixed in his earlobes, while Bob's weresealed in clear plastic and swung from his ears on tiny chains.     "Yes Yvette. I desire that you pleasure me now."     "At once Madame." Joe obediently got down on his knees, whileGloria pulled up her skirt and spread her legs wide. Joe removedher panties, leaving her in a garter belt and hose, then plungedhis face into Gloria's pussy and started licking it.     Dr. van Damme watched as the pretty man's blonde head bobbedbetween his ex-wife's legs.     "The old Joe Watson wouldn't do this in a million years,"exclaimed Gloria. "Now, as Yvette, he eats pussy every day. Wouldyou care to have Babette service you Doctor?"     "No thank you. Perhaps some other time."     "Oh well. You don't know what you're missing. Babette sinceyou have nothing better to do, attend to my feet."     Dr. van Damme looked on in silence as the golden hairedbeauty, that had once been Robert Watson, knelt down on nylon cladknees. Bob gently removed Gloria's alligator pumps then, beingcareful not to interfere with his father, unhooked the garters androlled Gloria's stockings down her legs. Bob lifted Gloria's rightfoot to his mouth and started licking it. After he had covered thewhole foot, he started sucking on her toes, ending up with all fivebetween his thick red lips. Completing his servicing of Gloria'sright foot, Bob placed it back on the floor and brought her leftfoot to his mouth. While he was working on that one, Gloria liftedher right foot and, using her toes, fondled Bob's tumescent nipplesthrough his satin dress.     Gloria leaned back and shut her eyes, obviously enjoying theservices of her maids. Dr. van Damme decided that she had seenenough, excused herself, and left.                                          Bob had cleared away the remains of the excellent dinner whichJoe had prepared; he was quite the accomplished cook by now. Dr.van Damme, Gloria, and Monica sat around the table drinking coffee."I think it's time to feed the boys Monica. You won't want to missthis Doctor."     As the three woman made their way to the kitchen Gloriaexplained. "It seems that both of them returned from your islandwith tremendous appetites Doctor. Monica figures that this is aside effect of the process which filled out their curvy bodies. Wefound that the boys were putting on weight and I couldn't allowthat. I mean think of the money I have invested in their uniforms,and besides, they are perfect just as they are. Don't you agree?"     "Yes, but I made them what they are, so I am more than alittle prejudiced."     "No matter. I took the situation in hand; Joe and Bob arestrict vegetarians now and I feed them only the healthiest of foodsthree times a day. For breakfast they get an orange, a bowl ofoatmeal, and vitamins. Their lunch and dinner usually consists ofbeans and rice."     When the women entered the kitchen, Joe and Bob, who had beensitting at the table waiting, sprang up to attention. Monica gotout two bowls; into each she put two scoops of cold brown rice froma pot in the refrigerator, then she opened a can of kidney beansand topped the rice with the beans, dividing the can between thetwo bowls. Monica put the bowls on the floor."You may eat."     To Dr. van Damme's amazement, Joe and Bob curtseyed saying"Thank you mistress,"  then got down on their hands and knees and,like two dogs, hungrily lapped at their obviously unappetizing farewith their rounded behinds up in the air, fully exposed.     "No need to worry about them losing their girlish figures, andbesides think of the money I save on food." Laughed Gloria.      Later that evening Dr. van Damme joined Gloria Watson in herden for a nightcap. They each had a drink and made small talk.During a pause in the conversation, Gloria said, "Let's see how myboys are doing." Knowing that Bob and Joe's almost nightly ritualwould soon be getting underway any minute now, she pushed a buttonand a section of wall slid away to reveal several televisionmonitors and a control console. She turned them on and selectedthose cameras which gave good views of the bedroom and bath thatJoe and Bob shared.      Joe had just stepped out of the shower and was drying off hissuperbly feminine body. In the bedroom, Bob sat in front of themirror, brushing out his luxuriant blonde hair, dressed in anembroidered satin teddy. Joe wrapped a towel around his head, puton a short kimono style gown of jade silk, came out, sat down onthe bed, and started drying his hair.     "I thought the doctor who invented this hair said it was lowmaintenance." Said Joe sarcastically, since both of them spenthours on their hair.      "No he didn't; he just said it would last forever. If anythingit is more work than real hair since you can't do anything to itthat lasts. Sometimes I wish that I could just get a permanent andnot have to worry about it." Said Bob.     "I'm really worried about the Doctor being here, it can't meananything but trouble for us." Whined Joe.      "Oh come on Evie, lighten up a little." Retorted Bob     "Don't you start in with that shit too. It's bad enough withGloria and that crazy doctor. When we're alone, just call me Joe."     The two of them had long ago discovered their relationship;Joe was troubled deeply by their circumstances, but Bob was too fargone to care. "I'm sorry Joe. Let me make it up to you by brushingyour hair for you."     Bob came over, got on the bed behind Joe, and started brushinghis father's long blonde hair. Joe knew that Bob liked what hadbeen done to him. In fact, he'd been shown a videotape of the boybegging Gloria to have him changed into a female. "Bob is reallyinto all this girl shit." Thought Joe, who did only as much as hewas forced to.      Joe didn't know it but, thanks to hypnosis and subliminalprogramming, Bob craved humiliation and domination in addition tohis delight in his new body. Bob brushed Joe's hair until itshined, then leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Let's foolaround pop."      Being under Gloria's total control, her sadistic dominationhad erased any inhibitions that either of them might have retained.     "I don't know ..." Said Joe. Bob put down the hairbrush,reached around, undid Joe's robe, took the revealed breasts in eachhand, and started playing with the nipples.     "Come on. You know you want to. Stop worrying about the Doctorbeing here, there's nothing you can do to change anything." Bobstopped the foreplay for a minute and slipped the straps of histeddy off of his shoulders, then he pulled the teddy down to revealhis bounteous breasts, and resumed fondling his fathers breasts.     Joe could feel Bob's hard nipples pressing against his back.Thanks to conditioned behavior, the father responded quickly to theson's caresses. Joe turned around and looked at Bob. Joe still hadhis strong attraction to big titted sluts, and that's what he sawin front of him. It no longer mattered to him that this blondebimbo had once been his son, or that she was an exact replica ofhimself.  Joe's enlarged red lips met Bob's. He pulled Bob into hisarms. Their tongues hungrily sought one another, as each one'sbreasts pressed hard against the other's.     It was times like this that Joe wished that he still had hiscock and balls; he'd love to be able to screw the beautiful blondethat his son had become. Joe would never again screw any woman, buthis sex change had left him with a realistic vagina, along with hisresponsive clitoris which allowed him plenty of potential forsexual relief.      Joe played with his nipples. He was in seventh heaven as helooked down at Bob's pretty blonde head. Joe loved having his pussyeaten, and Bob was very good at it. Joe was too, although he hatedto do it, and would do so only at Gloria's command.      When Joe's pussy was dripping wet and he was grinding his cuntagainst Bob's face, Bob stopped, stripped off his teddy and, as hehad so many times before, went to the dresser. Joe knew what wouldbe coming next. It was deeply humiliating, but then again, it feltso good. Bob returned with a huge double-ended dildo.     Joe laid back and spread his legs wide to receive his end ofthe sex toy. Bob placed the oversized head of the rubber cockagainst Joe's cunt, and gently pushed it in. Joe's pussy was reallyslippery by now, but the diameter of the dildo was so large thatthey had to exercise caution getting it in. Finally it was in asfar as they dared force it.     Now it was Bob's turn. He laid down and played with his pussy,preparing it for what was to come. Joe positioned himself so thatthe other head of the dildo was at Bob's cunt lips, then thrust hiships forward. Bob moaned as the enormous dildo invaded him. Beforelong, Joe was on top of Bob, their tits mashed together, as theyground pelvis against pelvis, each of them receiving extremepleasure from their simulated fucking.     Dr. van Damme watched from the den as Bob fell asleep in Joe'sarms. What a bizarre sight that had been, watching the two stackedblondes humping one another. Gloria interrupted her thoughts. "WhatI wanted to talk to you about Justine, is Joe and Bob's future. Imust tell you that I have fallen in love with that girl you sent tohelp me with Bob. Monica and I do not desire this country life-style anymore and we want to move back to the city. I'm sure yousee the problems which might arise if those two were to accompanyus. Do you have any suggestions."     "Well, it's really funny that you should bring that up. I havebeen asked to approach you about the two of them. It seems thatthere are two very powerful and rich brothers and each wants Joevery badly. They could not agree on sharing him so they gave up onthe idea of ever having him. I told them about Robert, that he wasmade into his father's twin, and they have asked me to speak to youand find out if they are available."     "What do they want them for?'     "This may sound crazy, but they want to marry them. Thesebrothers share some extreme tastes, such as bondage and domination,just to name a few, and they would never in a million years find areal woman to tolerate what they would insist on, as a matter ofcourse, in a marriage. Their only requirement is that Joe and Bobbe totally submissive with absolutely no resistance left."     "Well Bob loves it when you punish him and I have beaten allthe resistance out of Joe." Said Gloria.     "If you're amenable, I would take them back to the island fora thorough preparation as there are a couple of other changes thebrothers want done. I think that this proposition would be ineveryone's best interests, especially since Bob would be happy inbondage and submission while Joe would always hate it. I have beeninstructed to offer you five hundred thousand dollars for the twoof them. Do you find that offer fair?"      "More than fair and I'll accept it with pleasure," repliedGloria, "except that I insist you take half of the money. I don'tneed any of it thanks to you and you've done more than enough toearn it."     Dr. van Damme started giggling.     "What's so funny Justine?" asked Gloria.     "This will be so appropriate."     "Whatever do you mean?"     "This man who wants to marry Joe. He is worse to women thanJoe Watson ever dreamed of being."     The two women sealed the deal with a toast to Joe and Bob'snew lives.                                    Bob and Joe were glad to be back on Dr. van Damme's island andout of the clutches of Gloria. The two of them were again servingas maids for the Doctor until further arrangements could be made.Joe had no idea what would happen to them, but he had been assuredthat they would not be turned into streetwalkers.     Joe cooked and Bob had set the table in preparation for thearrival of the Gonzales brothers for dinner. Remembering the effectthe brothers had on him the last time they were here, Joe wasthankful that he would be in the kitchen, but he was not to bespared this night.  "Joe get out here." Squeaked Bob, running intothe kitchen after the table had been cleared. "They want to givetheir compliments to the cook."     "Shit!" Joe removed the long white duster that he wore whilecooking to reveal that, under it, he had on the same French maid'suniform as Bob. Joe could see the effect that the presence of themasculine brothers had on Bob as he waited on them; he was flushed,excited, and Joe knew from his own experiences that Bob's pussymust be dripping wet by now.     Joe went into the dining room, curtseyed, and then stood withhis hands folded politely over his apron. Bob came out and stoodbeside his father.     The Gonzales brothers were speechless as they stared at thetwo gorgeous girls that they knew had once been men.     "How do you tell them apart?" Asked Hector.     "Oh there is a way, but I'll let you find out." Answered Dr.van Damme. "Don't just stand there. Introduce yourselves." She toldher two maids.     Joe curtseyed. "I am Joseph Watson, sirs."      Bob followed suit.     Miguel Gonzales rose and came over to Joe. "I just wanted toexpress my compliments to the cook. The cook in this case being sobeautiful, I believe that a kiss would be in order." Having beenbriefed on Joe's programming, Miguel grabbed Joe and before hecould say anything, pulled him tight and kissed him passionately.Miguel felt the former man in his arms tighten up in resistance. Inshort order though, Joe was betrayed by his conditioned responsesand was returning Miguel's kisses with all the fervor he couldmuster. Joe could not resist his carnal desires; he wanted to suckon Miguel's cock, he wanted it filling his hot cunt, to feel itrubbing against his swollen clit. Joe was overcome with lust andpassion.     Miguel broke off the kiss and Joe could see that Hector waskissing Bob, who was responding in kind.     "Joe would you like to accompany Senor Gonzales to his roomtonight?" Asked Dr. van Damme.     Joe could do nothing else but answer sweetly. "Yes ma'am."     Miguel explained to Joe, "I desired you as the delicate Yvonneand now I desire you even more as the beguiling Joe Watson. Theonly problem is that I want to keep you to myself. Forever. Tellme, how do you feel about that Joe?"      Joe just stood there, hoping that Miguel would kiss him again.     "Answer the man Joseph!" Demanded Dr. van Damme.     Joe would do or say anything by now, he was so horny; all hecared about was getting it on with Miguel. "I would love that sir."Joe said softly.     "He's all yours Miguel."     Miguel took Joe's hand and led him out of the room to hissuite. Joe followed like an eager puppy.                                After their initial introduction the couples were inseparable.Bob had just spent a weekend alone with Hector and Joe was offsomewhere with Miguel. Hector returned from the other room. Lookingat the naked blonde girl in his bed he thought that he must be theluckiest man in the world. After thanking God for his generosity,Hector tossed Bob a little box. "Here, this is for you my dear."     "What's is it?"     "It is your engagement ring."     "MY WHAT!"     "Oh don't look so surprised. You and your father couldn't stayhere forever. Dr. van Damme had to do something with the two ofyou, and she decided that you and he would make the perfect wivesfor my brother and me, and we agreed whole-heartedly."      Knowing better than to say anything, Bob kept his pretty mouthshut and opened the box to reveal a tiny diamond ring. "It'sbeautiful Hector, but it's so small. How will I get it on myfinger?"     "My sweet, it is not for your finger."     Bob was awakened by Gloria and Monica. It was very early."Come on boys, get up. Today's your big day. You first Joe."     Bob watched, as his father was prepared for their upcomingnuptials, knowing that the same actions would shortly be carriedout on him.     Both Bob and Joe had been modified even further, since theirbetrothal, in accordance with the Gonzales' desires. Monica helpedJoe off with his bra. Both of them wore bras all the time now, evenwhen they slept. They had to, they had undergone further breastenlargement to the point of absurdity. They were now sometimesreferred to in whispers as "the walking tits". From Joe's leftnipple swung his diamond engagement ring. His right nipple had alsobeen holed in anticipation of the plain gold band that would be setin it today; symbolizing his absolute submission to the will ofMiguel Gonzales.     Joe was helped to the lacing bar. Grabbing it, he was pulledup off of his feet, and a sort of corset cum bra was wrapped aroundhim and laced up. Joe had a tiny waist as the result of liposuctionand the removal of two ribs, but nevertheless he was lacedunmercifully down to the last breathless inch. Bob would have beensurprised if Joe's corsetted waist exceeded fourteen inches.     The corset might, more properly, be described as a harness; itwas white satin, very heavily boned, with lots of straps andbuckles attached to it, and it took both Joe and the girls workingtogether to get it on. From the back of the corset, straps werepassed over each shoulder. Joe lifted his right breast and Monicaheld up the left one while Gloria crossed the straps over Joe'schest, between his breasts, and hooked them to rigid cups on thefront of the corset.      Next a white leather collar was laced around Joe's neck. Thiscollar forced Joe to keep his head erect and look directly ahead.With it on he couldn't move his head at all. From the sides of thecollar dropped two straps which were passed around the outside of,and under, Joe's breasts and attached to the other side of therigid cups. These little cups weren't designed to cover Joe. Ratherthey acted like a shelf, holding up his colossal breasts, while thecrossed straps separated them. As the straps were tightened, theburden of holding up his breasts fell on Joe's neck and shoulders.     Joe had been told what to expect next, and tried to face thisphase with as much composure as he could muster. He grabbed thelacing bar to balance himself while Monica spread his legs as wideas they would go. She then produced two rubber dildos. The Gonzalesbrothers had made latex casts of their erect cocks; these two wereof Miguel's.      One of the dildos was slowly eased into Joe's manmade vaginaas he stared straight ahead, trying to ignore the indignities beingwreaked upon him. Monica worked the dildo in and out and shortly,in response to the irritation, the lining of Joe's cunt reflexivelysecreted mucous. When the dildo was covered with the slipperyemission, it was withdrawn, only to be forced into his anus. Afterit was fully inserted, the other one was slipped into his wet cunt.     From the bottom front of the corset hung two straps and fromthe back, one. The strap from the back was pulled forward betweenJoe's legs and buckled to the two front straps. These were cinchedtight, ensuring that the rubber cocks would be held firmly inplace. A tiny padlock swung between Joe's legs locking everythingtogether; his intended would hold the key, signifying his dominionover Joe and his body.     Monica helped Joe to sit down on a satin covered bench, and pulled ultra-sheer white nylons up his long legs. Then they lacedJoe into his shoes. Even with the alterations done to his feet, thepoor man found wearing these impossible. They were made of whitesatin, with sky-high heels, and no soles. They didn't need them;they were like ballet slippers. Joe walked on his toes in theseshoes and could take only the tiniest of steps.     As Joe was helped to his feet, it dawned on Bob that neitherof them would ever get dressed by himself again; they neededassistance just to get their custom made bras on and neither ofthem could see his feet with their mammoth mammaries held upand outblocking the view. Not only that, if one of them was to bend overto where he could see his feet, he might lose his balance and theweight of his breasts pull him over the rest of the way.     Something like that had already happened to Bob. Dr. van Dammehad made Joe and Bob available as models and actresses for severalporn magazines and video productions. While posing for the magazine"Buxom Blondes in Bondage", Bob had been placed on his hands andknees. With gravity pulling his jumbo breasts down, Bob's nipplesalmost reached the floor. That wasn't the worst part of it, whenthe shoot was over Bob had to be helped up. He couldn't do it onhis own.     While Monica tightened the suspenders from Joe's corset to hisstockings, Gloria laid out what looked like a circle of whitefabric on the floor. Joe was helped to step into it and the it waspulled up and tied around his waist. Bob saw that it was a hoopskirt and that it formed a big cone from Joe's feet to his waist.Next a taffeta and net petticoat was pulled over Joe's head andsettled over the hoop skirt.      Clouds of silk and lace billowed about Joe as his wedding gownwas placed over his head. His arms were guided into pointed sleeves of venice lace and Monica buttoned up the back. The puffed outskirts of Joe's gown flared out from his microscopic waist and thetop layer of ivory satin was gathered up in a butterfly bow overhis rear; revealing the underlying layers of taffeta and tulle. Thefront of the gown rose from the waist with a shirred bodice to theQueen Anne neckline, but this wasn't your normal Queen Anneneckline. The collar of Joe's gown covered and concealed hisleather collar with strings of pearls hanging down, but instead ofjust a little open area between the collar and bodice, the gownjust vanished under Joe's breasts and his magnificent mammarieswere exhibited for all to marvel at.     Gloria brought Joe his teeth and helped him get them intoposition in his mouth.      Yes teeth!     The Gonzales brothers were connoisseurs of fellatio and, as inall things, insisted on perfection. Accordingly all of Bob andJoe's teeth had been extracted and they had been fitted with falseones. Before giving head Joe and Bob would remove their falseteeth, ensuring a perfect blow job with no irritating scratches.For this their special day though, the boys wore their "specialteeth". These were a fiendish design, totally in keeping with theGonzales devotion to bondage, an enthusiasm which Bob and Joe weregoing to share whether they liked it or not. These dentures wereall one piece, top and bottom sealed together. With them in placeall Bob or Joe could do was smile and look pretty. That wouldn't beas easy as it sounded, for affixed to the insides of the dentureswere those rubber casts of the brothers pricks, which filled themouth, and extended down the throat of the wearer.     Joe's hair was brushed down his back and his headpiece put on;its veil falling from a crown of fabric blossoms, lace, and pearls.He was handed a bouquet of flowers, only to discover that itartfully concealed a white satin covered wire which was lockedaround his waist, and a pair of handcuffs, which were fastened onhis wrists. With Joe's hands secured, the veil was arranged so thatit draped over him, a chiffon cage which covered everything butconcealed nothing. Joe was helped to the bed, seated, and then themaids came for Bob.     Bob had expected to be dressed identically to Joe, but thiswas not to be. Instead, he looked like a mermaid in white satin;his skirt being of the sheath type rather than the bouffant typethat Joe wore. Bob's shoes were white satin pumps with six inchheels, and he wore a big wide hat from which his veil fell. Hisskirt was extremely tight, all the way down to his ankles, whichwas why he'd been given the somewhat normal shoes to wear. Even so,he could only take steps of about three inches. Bob wore the sametype of harness as his dad and his breasts were similarly exposed.      Joe Watson was actually relieved as he tip-toed up the aisleescorted by Gloria who, dressed in a black tuxedo, helped him tokeep his balance. Think about it. What can be more humiliating fora man, than to go to a wedding as a bride, handcuffed, absurdlyhuge tits hanging out, with cocks wedged in his pussy, ass, andthroat, to be given away by his ex-wife? Nothing, that's what."After this, it's all downhill." Thought Joe, wondering for asecond if life as a cheap whore might not be preferable to this. Hedidn't think about it very long, for he knew that he was lockedinto his new life just as securely as those dildos were locked intohis cunt and asshole.     In front of the assembled guests, Gloria presented Joe toMiguel. Taking Miguel's hand, she placed it in the crook of Joe'selbow, signifying the transfer of her interest in Joe to Miguel.Joe could do nothing but stare straight ahead, standing arm in armwith his husband to be, while Gloria returned for Bob.     Monica served as the maid of honor, and when Joe was asked:"Do you, Joseph Robert Watson, take this man, Miguel Gonzales, tobe your bounden owner, master, and husband, undertaking to obey hisevery wish, serve his every need, and remain a faithful andsubmissive wife, slave, and lover to him, for as long as he maycare to keep you." She answered, "He does."     The ceremony was repeated for Bob and Hector and thus fatherand son became sisters-in-law. Once the vows had been sealed itbecame apparent why the wedding gowns were designed the way theywere, as Joe and Bob received their wedding rings.