” Pronounced Miss Greyson from her desk at the front of the class.Taylor stood, smoothing her blue flowered summer dress before walking towards the ...oor. The boys followed her with their eyes admiring the way her buns moved under the thin material. Taylor wondered why she was being summoned. She hadn’t done anything wrong. When she went through the office’s outer door the secretary hit a button on the intercom and announced.”Miss Jones has arrived sir.”“Send her in.” Came the stern voice from. And while I did not understand all She said when She was speaking of them, She seemed to think they were missing something which they needed in order to thrive as sentient beings. Something Nature and I could give them. If only I could remember what She and I did after she kissed me!The sky overhead was impossibly blue as I reached the tree rooted on the north bank of the river. The sun was nearing its zenith and it was getting very warm. I walked over to the edge of the river bank to see what. She slid the tray back in and said, “Eat the pudding.”“Oh, no thanks.” I declined, and slid the tray back out.Like some sort of magic trick or quick draw, the baton expanded in her hand. “Eat the damn pudding!” she ordered, and kicked the tray back under the door.I was shocked and asked, “Are you serious?”“Do you want to find out?” she snapped back, tapping the baton in the palm of her empty hand.“Ok.” I caved. My asshole puckered at the sight of that baton, reminding me that it hadn’t yet. It was summer so no one else was around. Jamie had recommended it as a place for them to party the weekend before his trip to Argentina to be made into a girl. Garvey had booked a private plane ride for them to the local airport.Garvey remarked, “You ready to be my tranny for real?”“So very ready, baby,” purred Jamie.“Good. Go on and suck that big dick!”“Yes, sir!”Jamie pulled out Garvey’s massive nine-and-a-quarter-inch tool. It was thick and had a mushroom head. Garvey wrapped Jamie’s.