Missy nodded solemnly."Do you sometimes remember Mandy falling when you don't want to remember it?"Again, Missy nodded."Do you even remember Mandy fal...ing if no one reminds you of it?"Missy nodded as tears appeared in the corners of her eyes."So, while I might not want to remember past hurts, I cannot just not remember them," I explained to my daughter. Again she nodded.Then she hugged me and said, "I love you Mommy!"I smiled at her. "I love you too darling, even if you see more of Auntie. " Okay, then." I smiled back.Her grin got wider. "Okay."We both took big sighs of relief, still grinning like idiots. She came over and hugged me when I stood up, and I hugged her back, tightly. "You're the best brother in the whole world," she said.I leaned my head on top of hers. "I've got good material to work with." She squeezed me tighter, then let me go."Okay," she said, "we need to go do something normal in case Mom and Dad come up." Movie?" Movie. Comedy?" Comedy."We went into the den. Put simply, from now on you will live as sissified she-males, boys who will be dressed and treated like little girls at all times, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year. Boys permanently feminised and under the strict control of women. Namely, Mrs Lane, myself and Heather, but also the other women and girls in the neighbourhood who you have wronged on so many occasions.'As Shirley detailed their fate, the boys eyes finally moved towards her, eyes filled with a new, deeper terror. Cameron takes this as his cue, "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh gaaaadd, yess, ummpph, god shit, oh man, fuck take it Al, suck my cock you nasty faggot, gag on it you drooling cum slut. I'm gonna shoot."The sounds of our sons fuck fest intensifies behind us on the floor, their young cocks slapping, skin on skin, balls on balls."Fuck dad! Slam it down his throat," one of Cameron's sons yells out. I'm too focused to care who."Shit Dad you really are a nasty faggot, cock sucking bitch aren't you? Wow," Eli.