"Okay, what's the big news?" We asked the others. "Well," said Deb, "we heard on the grapevine that there's going to be a couple of vacancies on the ...heerleading team, because two of the girls are moving away." Oh boy! I thought. Why couldn't I get used to just being a girl, without the others trying to trap me into cheerleading too? I looked over at Cathy and I could see the pleading look on her eyes. I knew being a cheerleader was one of her greatest dreams. "Okay," I agreed, "but I don't. The cotton is cool, slightly translucent so if I look hard enough I willbe able to see the bra's straps. I could have picked a white or a blueblouse, they'd had a surprisingly good selection, but I chose pink -traditionally the most feminine of colours and one I have never wornbefore. They'd had floral too, navy blue with great, bold sprays ofroses across it, but I hadn't been bold enough for that. All mydetermination had gone with the skirt and stockings - like being caughtin a plain, pink. ’ ‘How were you made?’ ‘There’s a 50% chance a baby will be a boy or a girl. Women who work in the clinic have to have sex with one of the men once every two to three years and hope they have a boy. If it is a girl, she must be terminated because they are naturally born with a vagina, which is not allowed. It’s a very cruel system, I see plenty of girl babies die a month because they just happened to be brought into the world by the wrong parent at the wrong time.’ ‘Where do the baby boys go?’. " Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."After this it became a regular thing, she would come home from work and he would be waiting in his room, lying naked with a hard-on, waiting for her. Sometimes she would jerk him off, making him cum all over her tits, at other times she would suck his cock, taking it all in her mouth when he came.This worked for a while, but eventually she was caught by her husband, when she emerged from Rob's room with her tits all covered in cum.Phil couldn't believe his.