Just like on cueall theother boys started laughing, saying don't worry you'll make areally cutelooking girl Ricky. Too bad it isn't a baby girl's part...you'rejust the rightheight for that.That's when Mrs. Coyle spoke up saying okay boysthat's enough of that.What if it was one of you instead of Ricky? Now I don't wantto hear anyof you picking on him. The next boy I hear picking on or making funofRicky, because he has to play a girls part and wear a dress. I willmakesure that boy will be one of. He grunted as her crop tapped his prick harder. One harder rap elicited another gasp. ?There we go; I knew your tiny dick just needed a little encouragement. It still has a long way to go to satisfy me though, but it’s a start.?I thought very erotic thoughts so she wouldn’t find my cock limp as well. I just imagined how hot her body was, and how good it felt to be in her and I could feel my manhood begin to grow slightly. Good thing too because she finished with Mark and came over to me. . What? Something was horribly wrong. I tried to sit up and mybody flopped back to the bed and something dazedly felt horribly wrong.My arm strained against some kind of binding and I blinked numbly at thesight of my wrist fettered to a bedpost by leather restraints.What the fu--what was going on? And my wrist, that hand that squirmeduselessly in its bondage... wasn't right. My arm looked too smallsomehow. Dainty. Colour flashed from my fingertips--pink and glossy.Cindy liked pink, didn't she?. Kay came hard, bucking on my face. After a short rest, she looked down at me with a smile. I sat back up on the bench on top of her shirt. With her big tits swaying as she bent over, Kay began to change channels. Eventually, she stopped on a gay movie showing some guy sucking on a very large cock. She had always been turned on by gay stories. I had confessed to her that I had always wanted to try sucking a cock. While we both watched the movie, she stroked my very hard dick. She said in my ear,.