She screamed again and thrashed around but surprisingly remained concious. I guess she had a higher pain tolerance than I originally thought. I though... for a moment before a particularly enjoyable idea showed itself to me. I never liked to do the same thing twice. I crawled onto the cot and kneeled between her thighs. "Are you a virgin, little Lauren?" I inquired. She just stared at me and for a moment I thought she was no longer coherent. "No." she answered quietly and dejectedly. Jesus, the. "Why did I have to find out about my fate in homeroom?" Ms Jenkins took role. When she got to my name, she mumbled under her breath, "Bobby, now Joney, is here." Fortunately, my homeroom was also the location of my first class, so I just sat there dazed as the bell rang, and some kids left, and some new ones came in. Ms Jenkins stood in front of the room and said, "Today class, we are going to take a side trip from our normal studies." "We are going to talk about sexuality." I knew she was. “Who does that?” Jamal laughed. “Remember, I’m not a good Muslim any more than Steve is a good Christian! Steve is just very polite. I’ve eaten bacon before. And you know I drink alcohol. Now, if I was from Iran or Saudi Arabia, then it would matter. But Beirut used to be the party capital of the Middle East!”“Dinner is in twenty minutes,” Elyse called.“Happy birthday, Penny!” I said, moving to her.“Happy birthday, Steve!” she said back, winking.I greeted the rest of our guests and made sure. It's the new you, Jane. You'd better get to like what you see." Yes, Mistress."As I stared into the tall mirror I once again had difficulty believing that the reflection was mine. My hair, face, torso and legs had been dramatically transformed. Thanks to the cut and tightness of the panties, that I possessed a cock and balls was not readily apparent. The panties and the bra, cincher, garter belt, stockings and heels, the earrings and painted fingernails, actually seemed to belong on the body I.