I looked at Rocky. He was on his knees and his cum was all over his hands and the floor in front of him. “Fucking bitch, I never came like this,” ...ocky said. “Clean that shit, and get the hell out of here,” I replied. Rocky grabbed a few tissues from a drawer and cleaned the floor. He put on his pants and left. Adam lay down on the bed and I lay down next to him. I had some cum over my lips, but Adam kissed me anyways. “Oh fuck! I… I never felt like this,” Adam said. He was still breathing. ”Mark’s new uniform transformed him into a Victorianmaid.Mark’s new uniform transformed him into a Victorianmaid.Slowly, my new perfectly-shaped maid turned towards me,his head bowed downwards in shame. He must have realizedhe was in some sort of uniform, though he probably didnot want to believe it.“Very good, just a few minor details.” I said whilegrabbing my lipstick.Getting the lipstick on neatly was no work at all, butthe blonde wig was a whole different. He would spend endless hours, furiously masturbating, thinking about being pulverized by these she-men, beaten to a bloody pulp, ****d against his will, and had no reason to associate his desires with his hatred of the Black male.It was, in fact, his hatred of the Black male, his odious and undeniable jealousy at his strength, power, and unquestionable masculinity, all things Scott dangerously lacked, which motivated his fantasies. He wanted to destroy the Black man, to castrate him, but short. “Can I expect that tomorrow?” I asked. The boys looked to each other, grinned ear to ear, and nodded enthusiastically. I grabbed each limp dick, lifted it to my lips, and kissed the head softly, nipping at the crown. I pulled myself up, grabbed my strewn clothes, and headed to my bedroom. Turning to face them, I stood, accepting their stares. “This is between us,” I instructed. Turning quickly, I headed up the stairs.All day the boys followed me around, doing chores, hugging me, getting a feel.