Periodically one of "the girls" came by and Igot to touch their feet and paint their nails, and "endure" theircomments about what a sweet boy I was, a...d how glad they were that I waslearning to serve women at such an early age.They joked about my making some women a wonderful hubby, and they allagreed, mom included, that I needed to learn to cook, and clean, andsew. I of course blushed, and complained, but it did no good...mycourse was set. I was being trained for a life of service,. "Yes, he seems to have changed. I think it's his new female persona. All thisteaching I've been giving him...he's not the teenage boy we're used to. Youknow? I think I like the change," Mom said."I think I do too," added Dad as he watched Terry moving around the kitchenin a dress and apron doing cleanup and looking content. "He seems so happy."Afterwards, Terry joined them in the living room and sat down at the harp,flared out his dress as Mom had shown him, and entertained them on the. ” I leaned into Cindy’s ear. “When we first met, you said I looked so fine that you couldn’t imagine what I would look like when I turned eighteen. Well…” I gently lowered Cindy’s head to look down at my crotch. “Now you can see how much I’ve changed where it counts.” I pulled down my shorts and exposed my seven-and-a-half-inch dick to my stepmother and she literally gasped.“Oh my God! Michael, your cock is at least an inch bigger than your father’s. I haven’t had anyone but your father in so. I was going to be saved.People screamed and panicked. Footsteps faded away as they ran."Shit, my cell," somebody cried out."Grab it! Grab it!"That was Claire. Sounded like a struggle."Get the fuck out of here!" Jo screamed angrily.Then I heard them close."It's just us," Claire said. "We've got you."I was still blind-folded."Did you see who it was?" Claire asked Jo."Only a couple," Jo said, and I felt soft hands on my cheeks.Then the blind-fold was removed. I blinked, focussing on them."Come on,.