" I can't do that," I protested."Oh but you can and will, or the police will arrest our sissy pervertand I'm sure being sent to prison will get you al... the cock-sucking youcould desire."I nearly collapsed, she offered me a pill which I took and within twentyminutes I felt more relaxed. I went into the private surgery and met DrRobertson. I explained what I wanted, and he taped the whole thing. Withclever questioning, he made me tell him I wanted to look as much like asexy woman as I could.He. The people are real, the situation is real, but the names are different and this is how I dreamed of it happening Ok, first let me start off with a little background information. My name is Chris and this story takes place in the summer between my senior year in high school and my freshman year in college. I was 17 at the time. I have a sister, Jill, who is 3 years younger than I am, which makes her 14 at this time. Her best friend since kindergarden, Allison, or Allie as we all call her, is. "How bad is the gunshot wound?" Fraser managed to get out.He was surprised when the nurse actually laughed."You haven't been shot, Mr Gilchrist, just a nasty blow on the back of you're head. You might be suffering a low-grade concussion and we'll need to do some tests before we let the police see you. Now, try and rest and I'll get Mr Cameron the consultant to come and see you," the nurse replied.Fraser let his eyes close once more and he tried to make sense of what the nurse had told him. Why. As Tony spread my legs and pushed his fingers into my wetness, I heard moaning that didn’t sound like my man. Near a big holly tree in our front yard I could see the shape of two men standing in the shadows, I couldn’t see their faces but from the movement of their bodies I could tell they were both stroking their cocks.Tony knew they were there as well. He took great pleasure is turning my body so they could see his cock slide into me. As he pounded into me, he pinched my nipples making them.