Cal saw himself in a black bra trimmed with delicate black lace and a garter belt that matched. The garter belt held up a pair of black seamed nylons ...nd over them was a tiny pair of panties. His makeup was flawless and he felt one hundred percent feminine.He wondered if he had gone too far. At first, all he wanted to do was wear these sexy garments; he never envisioned himself made up as a girl, just as he never imagined himself tonguing his buddy and then fucking his best friend in the ass.. But everyone was watching now, and they’d see all his pansy ass excuses. I’d still have to jump his ass later, of course, or everyone would think I was going soft, but that could wait.“Sure, why not?”There he goes, backing down like a - wait, did he actually say yes? The fuck?Stupid shithead actually smiled as he said it, as if he had a chance in hell. For a second I was tempted to lay him out right here in the hallway, but I couldn’t afford another suspension. Coach said that if I missed a. By the time I made it to class, I was covered in snow, and slightly out of breath from running. On the plus side, no one threw any snowballs at me, or called me any derogatory names. Everyone was too busy trying to get out of this storm.On the bad side, despite running and the cold, I fell asleep halfway through my science class, and couldn't get my programs to compile in my programming class; all the switches I wrote into my code kept failing. The Irony of that didn't escape me.Lunch was a. After about five seconds of this he couldn’t resist any longer.“Mistress, may I please cum?” he begged. “I can feel your cock begging for release. You can cum. It had better be a lot or I’m going to keep milking you raw!” she threatened. Pluto wasn’t worried, he knew he could shoot a big enough load for her. Her pace picked up and he lost all control, another fountain of cum issued forth from his penis and quickly filled the petri dish.“It’s only 15 milliliters. It’s less than last night but.