She was so confused by the unending wave of sexual sensations washing across her nineteen-year-old taut nubile body her head was spinning. Eloise’s ...tomach muscles were so tense her abs had formed rippled ridges and little beads of sex-sweat had formed on her hot skin flushed pink with blood. “Oh God Kari…..please!! I can’t take it anymore.” Kari giggled. “Oh so Ms. Kant just ‘can’t’ take it anymore.” Kari loved making playful references to Ellie’s last name. Using her hands Eloise pulled. I marched confidently down to the kitchen in the buff.The table waste with only one set of silverware and one very large glass of orange juice. I took the towel I had grabbed on the way down and set it on the vinyl covered dining chair before sitting down. Tasha walked in carrying a platter of food. On the dish were 8 pieces of French toast and a dozen perfectly cooked strips of thick bacon.“Is that all for me?” I asked in doubt.“Nope.” She replied then sat herself across my lap.Her soft ass. One of the injectionstemporarily chemically castrated me, pushing all thoughts of sex out ofmy head, and the other shot began to turn me into the sissy I am today.The two worked in tandem with each. By castrating me she cut off most ofmy natural production of the male hormone testosterone. The let theoestrogen she pumped into flood through my body unheeded and hastened thetransformation I underwent.I no longer complained to my wife about her lovers and instead became asounding board when she. I know I’d told Sally to invite a few friends and colleges, but it looked like we were going to feed Napoleon’s army.I said, “My God, how many people did you invite?”“Boss, you are a very popular man. The only people I invited and aren’t coming are those on duty. The X-Ray department has arranged for agency cover so they could all come.”“I don’t recall authorizing that?”She laughed at me and borrowed a pen from one of the waitresses. She wrote a word on a napkin and showed it to me. Crap it was.