I had to show him the way, change years of your upbringing. He figured sex wasfor his pleasure and thought that dick of his meant something. Taught hi... wellafter that. Me and my girls ran and trained on his ass. We spanked and whippedhim. Poor boy couldn't sit for days. Then I fucked him, senseless the cutelittle thing. Let him enjoy hot sex, till he couldn't take anymore. Till hebegged me to stop. Broke a few of his ribs. He was pussy whipped after that,worshiping ever body part I had. Then it. Itfelt nice. Strange, and new, but with an undeniable potential forpleasure."Amy?" she hissed. "Are you awake?"Amy's eyes opened slowly, and dropped closed again. "Typical," thoughtKaren. "Just like every sleepover." But Karen dozed off again too, andtwenty minutes later she was awake again. Amy was standing by the full-length mirror at the end of the room, admiring her new penis, and holdinga cup of coffee."Hey..." said Karen, unable to stop herself from smiling."We've got dicksnow." I know,". Soon, Taylor had cotton balls between all his toes as Emily put thefinishing touches on Taylor's right pinky toe."Done," Emily said.Taylor pulled his foot back and let his legs rest, hanging off the bed.It was amazing what a little grooming and some color could do. He couldscarcely believe they were his toes, they looked so... dainty andfeminine. And pink."Your turn!" Emily handed Taylor the bottle of nail polish.Taylor took the bottle and got to work. It was much quicker, even ifEmily also had. Alison Dilaurentis, Ali to her friends, was the definition of beauty. A natural blonde, Ali had a stunning face, nice boobs, and a tight ass to go with it. She was single and straight to the school, but her close friends knew that she and her friend Emily were hooking up in secret.Aria Montgomery was a brunette, and a gifted musician, writer and photographer. She had small boobs, but an ass to make up for it. She was dating a writer named Ezra, who just happened to be her former English.