She was working at the snack bar. I never did figure out why she glared at my wife the way she did, but if looks could kill she could give Jim Jones a...run for his money with that one. There were 3 of us, wife, child and me. We were going to get a snack to hold us over while we went to the movie next door. We decided to skip that idea and left. Fast forward about 10 years, I was at work one day when they brought in a new co-worker. It’s kind of hard to forget that woman. She proved herself to be. “Good morning Dylan,” said the UI on his phone as he walked downstairs, safe in the knowledge the twins’ parents were still asleep.“Open Olivia and Rebecca’s profiles.” The UI did so, and Dylan smiled. “First, stop them lactating. Don’t want their boobs leaking all the time.”“Yes Dylan.”“Now then, time for some payback. You know all those keywords the girls gave me that make me orgasm?”“Yes?”“I want you to make it so when I say those words to the twins, they orgasm,” Dylan grinned. “Oh, and. Soon Mike stood up and put his hands on the table sticking his ass in the air for one of us to fuck, so I grabbed some lotion and greased him up good then slide my pre-cum dripping cock deep into his ass and he let out a low moan. Jim moved under Mike so he could get a better look and lick my cock as it slide into his friends asshole. I was really pounding Mike's ass good as he was moaning louder, the Jim wanted in on this and asked for his ass to get fucked so he laid down on the table with. He sounded sincere, butmy ego wouldn't let me accept his sympathy."So what if you are? How does that matter?" I asked. How could hissympathy make this right ? how could it make me the man and him thegirl?"No, you're right ? but let me explain. You and I haven't talked aboutthis, and I know you know, but I still have to say it. I'm only a boyright now because Dad wouldn't let them administer the transformationagent to me when I was a baby. He wanted me to experience masculinitybecause of his own.