After that evening I felt that I could wear my feminine things more freely.Though I didn't put them on voluntarily, I did dress as a woman practically...very time Mother or Aunt asked me to. As the violence of my oppositionrelaxed they requested with increasing frequency. Before long hardly a daywent by that I didn't wear my feminine things at some time or other.One morning as I was helping Mother about the house, wearing my frillyblouse and salmon skirt, she remarked, 'Davy, we're going to have. My mouth was still on it and I jerked away and got my lips and cheeks covered! But, there was that flavor - I think I may end up liking this!We only had two girls and one guy that refused to participate and we heard they were all in the brig - NAKED! Jon came and found me and we went to chow together, just like always, except we were naked. There were a few incidents in the chow hall, one guy got jealous when a girl made his girlfriend come right there in front of everyone. He went after her. That day Stacy went shopping and bought the sluttiest outfit I'd ever seen her in. Garterbelt, black and red thong, lace, just the works. I just couldn't help but fuck her before we left the hotel. At the club the manager, a middle eastern guy named Sami was very taken with her when she signed up. Stacy is as cute southern girl as they come, blonde hair, and the accent even. The prize for the night was $300, but I'm pretty sure she didn't care about the cash. At the beginning of the contest all. Maybe they didn't have any nearby or maybe they didn't know which way we went. Or maybe they just hadn't caught up. I couldn't afford to slow my family down.Rex crawled out, stepping up beside me and pissing. “How're you feeling?” he asked.“Same as yesterday,” I repeated, forcing a smile.He shook his cock and bent over to kiss my forehead. “You feel warm.”“A little. I'm chewing on my bark.”“How's your leg looking.”“The same. I checked.” I hadn't. I didn't want to look at the inflamed wound and.