But somehow I knowthat he made this happen, yet I can't do anything about it."Stop admiring yourself," he says. "You're here to serve me. Come here."I...walk towards the bed, standing right in front of him."Take off your apron."I obey, letting it fall on the floor. He puts his hands on my behind,feeling my round, feminine butt. Then he lets go."Go finish undressing in front of the mirror."I walk to the mirror, facing it. I take off the uniform. It's as if my now-feminine hands knew these clothes. She grabs my cock and guides me toward her dripping wet box. She slowly and gently pushes my rock hard member into her and I slide deep inside her. I feel her warm juices around my massive shaft and her cunt throbbing against me. I thrust in deeper and pull out then back in. I move in a steady rhythm; slowly at first then faster and faster. I fuck her long and hard. Moaning loudly and with pleasure unmatched she directs me to fuck her more. I pull out and she rolls over and I slide back. "Uh, what a creep!" she said catching me staring with the corner of hereye.After quickly averting my eyes and blushing, which must have been thethousandth time this week.'Why was I thinking of her underwear, and how a thong feels instead ofher?'Besides that embarrassing moment the rest of the day was prettyuneventful.I arrived home to find my sister in my room."Hey creep, Christy told me what you did today in class, during cheerpractice. I can't believe I have a creep for a brother. Grab. He had nothing to barter with, he thought sadly, so he just window shopped, although there was no window to look through, everything was displayed on blankets on the ground. He lusted after a pair of matched and beautifully balanced throwing knives, a hefty nine inches long overall with five inch blades and a weighted pommel. It was when he saw the horn bow that he thought of his gloves. He went to find Zithrusa, and asked her about trading the gloves for the knives and bow. She coached him for.