<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Kittycat on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/kittycat/</link><description>Recent content in Kittycat on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/kittycat/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Preppie Dolls 3: BoiToi</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/preppie-dolls-3-boitoi/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/preppie-dolls-3-boitoi/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="preppiedolls2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preppie Dolls 2: Snugbunny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CONTENTS WARNING
Forced Feminzation (MTF Sissification); NC Rubberization/Encasement (forced permanent rubber coating, including eyes and throat.); Adolescent on adolescent intercourse; Male on shemale intercourse; Mild Body Control; NC intercourse; Breast Augmentation and Moderate body alteration; Mind Suppression; Rubber doll transformation; Mind manipulation; Sexual reconditioning; Orgasm Denial; Enslavement. Severe Behavior conditioning and alteration. Foot Fetish.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: BoiToi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Phoebe stretched and squeaked, her toes pointing in mid-air in her Japanese loose socks, the baggy legging hanging lazily off her ankles, as the young &amp;ldquo;girl&amp;rdquo; happily awoke to a new day. As she stood up, she giggled as the soft socks cushioned her feet hitting the floor, and the legging slouched down around her ankles and heels. She smiled at the enjoyable sensations and retied her crimson kimono nightgown, draping it over her morning erection. Her smile then turned cutely sinister as she recalled last night, and turned her head back to the mass of shivering pink rubber that had been resting beside her. Nikki hadn&amp;rsquo;t gotten any sleep at all. Nyx was still well aware, trapped inside the rubber coating, but more so was trapped in her own pleasure. Terrified and shamed, her mind was becoming convoluted. Thoughts of escape seemed like thoughts of losing everything. Fear of surrender was becoming anxiety over being able to perform her tawdry tasks to Phoebe&amp;rsquo;s liking. Independence was beginning to feel like betrayal, of her mistress, and of her own body.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>