She had always worn her father's old clothes. Now, with this body, they seemed to fit her even better. The rumor in school was that Gwen was never a g...rl but had dressed up as one to play softball. The rumor stuck. Despite her fevered explanations to the coach, Gwen was kicked off the team. Disappointed and rejected, Gwen hobbled around school.The days and weeks passed and Gwen grew into her new identity. She called herself Jared and tried to make the most of being male. She even started. The feel of those soaking wet panties around my ankles as I spread my cunt lips made me feel filthy. I turned over so I was face down on the bed with my ass in the air, I loved it when Benji tongue fucked my little asshole. As I kneeled there like a bitch in heat stroking my clit while Benji licked both of my holes, I was glad he had persuaded me to give into his big rough tongue. Benji was obviously getting very excited and thought I was offering up my pussy for him to fuck. He tried to mount. She was soon proved wrong in her assessment when she was squeezed against the tile wall by three other nubile and equally cum-splattered female bodies. She felt hands and fingers on her pussy, her ass and even her boobs. They all had soap to spare and soon the four best friends were sparkling clean and ready for a group romp in the California sized circular bed in the luxury suite.She let herself be dried off by Julie who spent an inordinate amount of time making sure her crack and her pussy. “Come on, answer me! I want to hear it!”“Yes, I am a slut. I am your slut.”His voice croaked, almost broke, but Samantha was happy, and when the words were out.“Look at me, when you talk to me!”He obeyed, looked up and repeated his words, while once again, he felt like she was feasting on his soul with her eyes.“Alright! Wasn’t that hard, was it?”It was clear that he was uncomfortable with these words, but still, his expression and his cock sent different messages.“Anyway. See, this is not only.