I smacked him in the face andknocked him down and kept hitting him. I hurt him bad, and the puncheswere only a small part of it.Fuck. To this day it s...ill pisses me off. I was an idiot. I was young.Ken's gone now. Last time I saw him was a few years ago, before thedisease took him. I think that was the last time I cried. I don't cryoften.Well, I'm older now. I understand some things a bit better. Ieventually figured out that there were other people like Ken out there,and that it wasn't a big. So we went to school that day and I was wearing her white silk bra and nickers which turned me on so much and she was wearing my black boxer shorts. It was a job to try and hide the underwear under my shirt but I had manadged it until it came to PE time and I was in the changingand everyone had left or so I thought and I started to get undressed when my teacher came walking in and just stood there staring at me in my girlfriends underwear. He did not say anything at first but then he came. "Wear these to bed," my aunt said.I finished drying myself after she left, and slipped into thepajamas. Thankfully they were boy's pajamas. My aunt must have boughtthem today when we were at the clothes store.I went back to my bedroom and got into my bed. Less than 24 hoursago I had hoped that coming here would change things in my life. Butthe changes that had happened to me were simply mind-boggling. Ineeded a lot of time to adjust to the changes. My thoughts were verydisquieting; but somehow. "What do you mean by that?"Penny sighed. "Let me level with you John. I have a penis."What?!"Rather than explain further, she pulled up her skirt and reached between her legs, pulling out a cock that was at least eight inches long."Holy shit.", I said, staring openmouthed at the massive organ in front of me. Even if I wasn't locked up, she was longer and wider than me. And more importantly, she could actually get hard."John, I understand if this is a deal breaker. I don't want to force you into.