The waters here havedyed my skin copper-colored, my facial and body hair have not re-appearedsince that awful soaping, and my breasts and bottom have ...wollen out totruly impressive dimensions!Also noted: My gait seems to be a permanent, simpering, swishing, tip-toeing mince, and I flutter my hands in an exaggeratedly femininemanner--again, just like the Slave Girls. My hair is longer and jet-black.In short, the only difference between me and the Submissives is my maleorgans, whose shrinkage. "Fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy, fuck my cunt, fuck your woman."She was shaking like an earthquake and exploded into a wall smashing climax. I shot a big load in her. She clamped her legs around me and was still mumbling "fuck me fuck me oh god fuck me." She went through two more climaxes and I got one more load in her before we both collapsed.We both were out of breath and just stared at one another. We could feel the love between us. Her eyes were sparkling and she smiled at me. My cock was. ‘Pre-cum. OK, I can fix that.’ She knelt over me and took my cock in her mouth. For a moment, I thought she had changed her mind, and I relaxed into it, but then I realized she wasn’t trying to get me off, she was trying to clean me. She was stroking the pre-cum already in my cock up and out and sucking it down. Hungrily, I might add. When she was done, she laid down next to me with a smile on her face. ‘That should make you safe enough for a little while.’ I badly wanted to fuck her, which was. It was a couple of weeks before Jerry came by. I asked him if I could stay with him by my self. Smiling he said, I'll see. We sat down for dinner. Jerry said, I noticed you were looking at that ship model at the store. I was able to get it for a good price. It took me a minute to realize what he was saying. I asked my mom if I could go to his house for the weekend. Well, mom said. Kevin interrupted by saying, I wanted to go to Steve's house. Mom said, I guess you can. But do what Jerry says..