We have the party next weekend and then Christmas. I’ve got some clean sweats in my room that would probably fit you and you can grab a shirt.’ Br...dget knew that Sian was making sense so she stood up. She started to go to Sian’s bedroom, but then she stopped and turned around with a smile. Her fingers went to her jeans, undoing the button at the top and unzipping them part way. Her pink polka dot panties were visible. She had Sian’s full attention. Lifting up her damp sweatshirt, she pulled it. A maze of turns and twists stretched out before me. The halfling was nowhere to be seen. I swallowed, my heart thudding. She must have turned down another street when she was out of sight.“Matar’s cock,” I groaned and leaped across the street, running fast. My ears twitched. I strained for the sound of her footsteps.There were hundreds of footsteps echoing through the air. The warren of side streets around the buildings bustled, too. Boots thudded on the cobblestone. The slap of bare feet. Now the kids with video cameras began filming. “Make sure you get Bertha’s face in there.” John said to the students. Susan grabbed the back of her mother’s head and pressed Bertha tightly to her young cunt. Bertha worked her tongue into Susan’s pussy, her nose and face buried in the girl’s thick pussy hair.“One of you boys start fucking Susan’s mouth.” John said. Randy West was closest to Susan’s face, so he moved up and, as Susan turned her face and opened her mouth, he pushed his 6” cock. OK?"They paused in the teaching and Mary Elizabeth suggested they get someice cream as a reward. "You're such a good little girl, and you learn sofast," she said."Thank you mummy. I think I like being a girl."While they ate their ice cream, Angelo realized he had never in his lifefelt more at home, more comfortable than he was in his new home. He alsorealized that his quick transformation into girlhood might indeed havebeen a trek into his true feminine nature. He had always been afraid.