"You are my wimp. My sassy feminine wimp, aren't you?
She pursed her red painted lips, "Yes I am."
"My little lesbian slave?"
"Yes."
"The exercises I made you do on your chest muscles did more for your tits than the hormones, you silly twit. When you quit exercising, your pecs turned to fat and the muscles sagged, forming small breasts. The hormones just helped the process along.
"I just don't know," Tammy said.
"Look, you were born with a slender, long legged body. A lot of men are. And you're not a hairy guy. You kind pf took to the feminine role naturally. All this other stuff is just cosmetic."