Tyler is still a bit scared, but very happy that you don’t find him weird and creepy; and he is aroused by all the caressing you are giving him.
“Tyler … what’s you real name?” I ask suddenly in a cooing voice, “your .. other name.”
Tyler answers in a very far off voice, “It’s… *blush* … Katrina.”
“Would Katrina like to be out and free as a girl from now on?” I ask in the same voice.
I have removed all of Tyler’s clothes but his cute lacy pink panties. He is helpless and it is time to collar him. I Get the box that contains the collar. I open it and hold it in my hands. Tyler hasn’t a clue what is about to happen.
He asks in a very far off voice, “What do you mean? How is that possible?”