I felt like this is what I should be wearing. I put on a pair of her three-inch heels, and soon as I could walk in them, I pranced around her room and...preened in front of a full-length mirror. I felt terrific; my cock was was harder than it had ever been and throbbing. I began masturbating, and when I lost a load of cum into the panties I decided I should finish the laundry.I hung her slip back in the closet, took off her shoes, and went back down to do the laundry, once again wearing just a. “The Gynarchists held out bravely, and also appealed to some others. Some in the damn Intersectional faction even helped them a little, but only female volunteers were accepted by them. Even then, with their survival at stake, they wouldn’t abandon their desperate hatred for men. They wouldn’t take aid from the BQLF, either, because, they didn’t approve of the transgender community.“Well, that stubborn pride was fatal to them. The fundies ruthlessly stamped them out, even if there were some. It wasn't my fantasy, but it was the next best thing. The sex on those nights was so fantastic that I didn't care about my fantasy anymore. Then one night we attended a birthday party at the home of the couple who had held the party that had started it all. Once again the furniture was cleaned out of a room to make it a dance floor and once again I watched as Sally danced with whoever asked her. The night was about half over and I was talking to Mary, the hostess, when I happened to see Sally. Then the fun began. For an hour she took them through a series of conventional exercises after which she ordered the most athletic man to come and face her."Hit me! COME ON! HIT ME! I've been making your rotten worthless life a misery for the last hour. Now's your chance to get your own back!"He lashed out half-heartedly and Gloria expertly knocked him out. It took just one quick chop and he was down. The others jumped an inch in the air as the blow reverberated around the gym. He lay there,.