The Guards have arrived in force. We have had plenty of warning thanks to our scouts, but the number is staggering. I didn't realise there could be th...s many. The Captain of the Guards has asked for parley, so I suppose we'll have to agree to talk.The head of our group goes to meet, under a truce flag, with the Captain. I've gone along too, but invisible to all mundane and esoteric sensors. I think something is up."We have come to demand your surrender and return to the enclave", the Captain. Timmy was nowon the female hormone estrogen. His hair was thicker and longer, hisbody hair was nearly gone now and he was staying small and slight inthe upper body, with the exception of his budding breasts. She didwhat she needed to do but didn't go into details. By the time Timmyfigured things out it would be too late. But of course, for now hesimply couldn't help himself.Timmy was always a slender and slight young man. He had few friends,and tended to shy even farther away as he stayed. It seemed a never ending stream. 'Johns' who paid her to do this let her move her head and throat as she wanted when they came and it really was much more comfortable. Eventually his prick stopped jerking and began to soften. It wasn't long before it slid easily from her throat and he pulled her head by the hair to one side and off his pubes.She was surrounded by the group, but in the dark of the playground she couldn't get a good look at them. She was looked round and saw where children played. Gently he kneaded, molding her flesh under his wonderfully exciting fingers. She had never doubted that he knew her body and how to give her what she wanted and needed. But this was fantastic. A slowly building explosion inched higher and higher in her willing and ready body.With more pressure now, his hands kneaded into the fleshy globes of her tits. He squeezed and rolled their pillowy shapes against her chest, then pressed them down into her so that their roundness pancaked out from under.