I was still in the sun dress and thongs, this was a full service boutique a female cashier about my moms age asked if they was any thing she could do ...o help us, "Yes my son needs sissy clothes and a cut, the lady laughed and I blushed,I started to scream and the lady pressed a button and a big white man came out, "Rene help this sissy find some clothes", my mom and sisters went and picked out a bunch of clothes while me and Rene went to the dressing room in the back he took my clothes away. I stalled at that point. "Why?" was all I could say as I reached up to touch them. As I contacted the nipples I let out a squeak followed by a sexy groan.Laura finally realized I was asking about my ample bosom. "You asked for beautiful breasts larger than mine," she whimpered."No, that was Stan asking for breasts larger than Terri's B-cup." Oh," in a whisper.I got my eyes moving downward again. I realized all my sparse chest hair was gone, and glanced at my arms and underarms, finding nary a. I put a pillow on her face, i gave a push. My tip was inside her, i could hear her muffled screams. I gave another thrust and she screamed louder. I gave one final push and shoved my whole cock inside. She was screaming and her body was shaking. I pounded her really aggressively, she was quite now. I removed the pillow to find her about to pass out due to the pain. I didnt stop i kept fucking her more aggressively. My cock was covered in blood. I noticed she passed out. I used the opportunity. The next Friday afternoon Jennifer was hanging out in the living room of the house when she saw Nathan walk in. He did his best not to acknowledge her and gave a big high five to the president. They walked into another room."So that girl over there," Nathan started, "I've heard some stories about her."The president laughed, "They're probably all true. She's a whore." Nathan winced."So that stuff about her sister?" Yup, all true. Her sister's not as much of a slut as she is, we had to drug her,.