Instead Miss Styles' had found herself with anunruly boy, a jester and a pauper. When he had turned eighteen he foundhimself without a high school dip...oma, no employment and with little tono care about his future.She would find him lounging all day long, playing video games andincapable of taking care of himself. She had decided the best way, whichwas always her way, was to feminize him. He would no longer be her sonbut the daughter she had longed for. He was after small and delicate, aman who. Each grunt reduced in volume as the amount of semen falling on his belly diminished. Soon, always too soon, it was over . His breathing and heart rate slowed as he stroked his subsiding rigidity. Once his body was more in control of itself, he opened his eyes to be greeted by the grinning face of his girlfriend who was leaning over him. 'Started and finished without me, did you? Well, it's my turn now'. As she said this, she lifted a leg over the cooling and congealing wetness on his abdomen. “Hey you guys do you guys want to play Truth or Dare?” asked Bryce.His friends all said sure.“Truth or Dare Ace,” said Mike.“Dare,” said Ace.“Take off your shirt and boxers,” said Mike.“I figured that,” said Ace.He removed his shirt and showed a thick happy trail of dirty blonde hair, then Ace slowly pulled down his boxers revealing a thick bush of dirty blonde pubic hair and a flaccid cock with low-hanging, hairy balls. Everyone was shocked at the size of it.“Truth or Dare Bryce,” said. "Good work. A slightimprovement. Now let's get you ready for work."The discarded soiled panties were gathered up and used to wipe thejuices from my face and from both of the women's vaginas before beingstuffed through the ring holding my mouth open and into my mouth. Imumbled loudly but these noises were soon cut off as the soggy mass ofsilk was pushed deeper in. The ring gag was then removed and the knottedhead scarf was again used to hold the packing in. They refrained fromusing the other.