You would like that, wouldn't you, being my girlfriend?" I asked."Oooooh, yes. I want to be your girlfriend," you cried as I pounded into you."Fuck, t...is beautiful ass, I wish I could. But you're just a sissy boy, so all you can ever be to me is a fuck thing. I'll call you up, come over and fuck this beautiful ass, and then leave you to go and date my beautiful women. You'll wish you could be more to me, but all you'll be is my fuck-toy. Do you want to be my fuck-toy?" I growled in your. I was starting to exert myself with her in little ways as I became more and more familiar with her. In her own way she had me hooked, although I don't think she realized it but as I got to know her tastes, I would suggest going to clubs, movies etc. that I knew she liked as well. The weird shifts I worked as a waitress made it awkward to find the time to go shopping, but when we did on occasion I started taking her by the arm, not that meant anything to strangers, as far as they were concerned. ” That was all I could remember saying before I passed out.I woke to the feeling of a razor running over my head. I wanted to get up off of the floor as quick as possible. But when I opened my eyes I could see the two people I loved the most in the world.“Erica, you’re awake. Are you okay? Are you hurting anywhere?” Dad asked.I blinked my eyes and noticed that the razor was now off. I turned to look at Sammy.She ran her hand over my head and asked, “Is there anything we can get you?”I ran my. It seems the treatment started interacting with her system and creating an ambiguous feeling causing the nausea and cramps. The only solution had been to speed the process along by taking out the sources of testosterone in the body causing it all. Yes, her little balls were gone, a very small incision had been made in the sack and both small testes had been extracted. Now there would not be any testosterone to stand in the way of progress and create confusion. All the other changes that were.