She was very nervous and excited at the same time. So was I. But I was only nervous because I was about to fuck my daughter. She was nervous because s...e was not only about to be fucked by her father, but fucked for the first time. I waited for her to either tell me to stop or to go forward. "Okay, Daddy," she finally said. "Let's do this." "Let's do this?" Daddy retorted. "What kind of sexy talk is that?" "I don't know," she laughed, "Is that bad?" "Well, kind of," Daddy said. "It's fine when. In fact, Chuck went out of his way to make sure the new guys knew that. Chuck had been the quiet leader of our team during the season, and sure showed it then.After that first game where I'd struggled to get hits early on, I hit consistently and well, with a home run in seven of the next eight games, including three multi-homer games. I finished the season with only a single fielding error, a bad reaction to a funny hop on a line drive down the third base line, twenty one home runs, twelve. When he diagnosed I could successfullyundergo orchiectomy without losing material for my future vaginoplasty,I burst into womanly tears of spiritual elevation.Ever since starting my transition six months earlier as a sissy, I hadbeen obsessed with ridding myself of the unsightly presence between mylegs. My male organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs toflatten my pubic area did no good. No matter how expensive or tightthey were, the presence of my male shame could still be. Tracy didn't have to worry about the midterms, because she was an above average student. But her two friends needed to study all the time, just to get some passing grades. Even though Tracy was smart, she lost most of the bets. She knew that both girls had the most problem with math, and had said she would help them study anytime they wished, and both of them had taken her up on it. They usually spent weekends together at one of their houses, just to study, and Tracythought this weekend would.