He never considered himself a homophobe, but this other boywas a plain sissy and the sight of him made Ryan angry. What really gotto him was the way t...is other boy seemed to be fine with and evenenjoyed the changes. His clothes were girl's clothes for the most partand he even had a girl's voice and mannerisms...freak!Ryan's father continued to deny that his some was stricken. He wouldleave the room if the subject was even brought up.Ryan's mom was the sensible one. She knew that her son would. I got dressed and as I got ready to leave he told me that I had to take a new pic every hour while I was at work and send it to him and they better all be there when he work up that afternoon. I nodded and walked to my car. I couldn’t believe I was about to wear a dildo to work at one of the biggest theme parks in the world! As I got to work I realized my panties were already soaked from my pussy juices. Walking was hard with the dildo in me especially after being violently fisted just a little. ..you reach in and pull my semi erect dick out...not soft...not hard....just a gentle arch downwards.you stare at it for a second..and look up into my eyes as you flick out your tongue and as you lick a tiny drop of precum from the tip.... you moan..and swirl your tongue over your lips in anticipation of your feast...slowly you tilt your head back...scoop it up...and lightly take it into your mouth... You keep the inside of your mouth wet...and just slightly loose...as you swirl your tongue. I carved out the eyes first. Two symmetrical triangles topped with a thin upturned 'V' for eyebrows. They looked great. Another triangle for the nose. And then, as I cut a slit to start the mouth - you know, the traditional gaping jagged jaws - something stopped me. Yes. Stopped me dead. A thought, a voice in my head. Can't describe it any other way. It spoke to me. No - she spoke to me. 'No, please,' in a little voice just like that, 'Please don't hurt me.' I dropped the knife, stepped back..