" So tell me Paula, why are you here." It is hard to say. I am not sure. No that is not true I think I want tobecome a girl." Tell me about it Paula. ...hy do you want to become a girl?"So I ran down my story to her. I tried to leave nothing out. The ladieslistened closely to what I had to say. Susan made notes as I talked. Idon't know why but I ran on and on as I bared myself to them. Susanwould stop me occasionally to clarify a point or two but just let me forthe most point talk."Well it seems. "It won't make a difference." Her lips slid over my cock and I was a goner.It wasn't that TK deep throated or anything. Brenda could take me all the way to my balls. But TK had a very active mouth. And she wasn't necessarily the prettiest girl in her class. I mean, there was Lexi, for example. But while she was bathing my cock with her tongue, she was also pulling my hand to her breasts and showing me how she wanted her nipples played with. I was approaching my climax when she pulled back a. ” Barb knew soccer, how to make the girls exert themselves and love it. She, herself, could drop a corner kick five feet from the net.Her assistant wasn’t as qualified, but was happy to help, cheering the girls on, reminding them to stay inbounds, talking up tournaments.“Not until you see the ball in the air,” I’d say about a crossover, hoping they thought I’d known that before hearing Barb say it.Win or lose, our girls were learning about working hard, thinking ahead, seeing themselves as. My hand went to my anus and sure enough there was a dildo sticking out it!"Good morning, dear brother," said my sister in a sing-song voice that I had learned from my earliest years to fear. She only used it when she had just put her annoying little brother, namely me, in his place."Jesus Christ!" I rolled over. My erection was not just a normal piss-boner. This was the real thing from the dildo!"Language, baby brother..." began Sis, but trailed off as she took in the size of the cock. Her.