Finally, Brenda said, “Well, I wouldn’t know.” After a few seconds she said, “There’s so much to learn in college.”“I should hope so.”...��It’s so exciting, like a garden of learning. I want to drink from the well.”They both laughed after a second and April said, “You’ve got a good head on your shoulders. You’ll do marvelously.”Brenda then asked her more questions about her research, and soon April was standing at a bookcase pointing to passages in a book as Brenda stood next to her, her blouse. ”I asked, “Put the light. Let me take a look.”He said, “No need, your sleep will be disturbed. Just show your hand, I’ll place it on it and you can feel if something is wrong.”I extended my hand and he grasped my wrist and placed it on his body. I felt around and my hand got something cylindrical and hard. My son’s penis!“Oh! I am sorry, son. That’s why I told you to put the light.”“It’s ok mom,” he said. He seemed to be breathing hard as he said,” that’s where the soreness is.”“Should we call. "What's that?" She interrupted, peeking impishly around the mirror. "That's your little sissy clitty, of course, all wrapped up to keep you out of trouble." Her face grew more serious. "Let me explain: the guests, and the staff here, are all women - but good help is hard to find, so I decided to make some - and you seemed to fit the bill. I could have made you a complete female, but I decided this way is better. As my little she-male slave, you'll be that much more biddable- and let's face it:. " Next and final item: "Acme Labs would like to encourage creativity in the use of the zipper. Don't be afraid to assume many different guises; let all the voices in your head out for a spell."My eyebrows rose. "I can become something else?" I asked the air.Only one way to find out. I stood up again, brushing some invisible lint of my shoulders and reaching for the zipper tab. Before I tugged it down, I thought about who I would 'become', underneath. It should be someone very different from.