To shweta boli, “Na liya to nahi lekin aaj tumhara lena chati hu.”Maine Shweta se kha, “Lekin isme bahut dard hoga apko, aur upar see pehli baar...hai to aur bhi jyaada.” To shweta boli, “Dard hoga see lungi lekin aaj to piche hi chahiye mereko.” Maine kha, “Thik hai, mein daalta hoon.”Maine apna lund gaand ki ched pe rakha aUr daalne see pehle Shweta ko kaha ki daalne jaa raha hoon lekin mera lund andar hi nahi jaa raha tha. Shweta ka yeh pehli baar that islia uski gaand ka ched itna chota tha. He stood up and his trousers fell down around his ankles. He looked down and nearly passed out himself. There between his legs was...nothing! Well, something was there, but it didn't belong, not to him! Michael knew he must go fetch help for Bridget but he couldn't wear what he was wearing, damn the girl she looked like him now. For the first time in his life, Michael wished women wore britches. He had to put on the dress that Bridget just took off. Humiliated beyond words, he dressed. It. " He stated flatly. "My name is Mr. Scott, I will make sure you are well taken care of, if you submit to an exam." I didn't feel like I had any choice, so I let them take blood and examine me. But when Mr. Scott pulled out a syringe full of something I started to struggle. The two men held me down as, Mr. Scott calmly stated, "This will help you relax and enjoy yourself."The two men held me down and I felt the sting of the injection. As Mr. Scott left the room I was suddenly very horny, not. The feeling was fantastic, the nylon was silky smooth and teased my dick when I walked around. When my mom was at work, I'd go through her underwear drawer and slip on a pair. I loved how it made my dick feel and go all day till just before she came home. My friends and I were talking one year about a party at the local hotel and if we were going to dress up and go. They spoke about going as football and baseball players, movie heroes and villains. I thought that was so generic, and didn't.