"Where did Sofia go Beth? I'm getting a little worried?" Hannah said."I'm right here Hannah," I told her.She shrieked as she looked at my eyes... "You..... you..." Grew up?" I asked."But... Caireen said... Your BIT.." Hannah was clearly in disbelief asshe stared at me. I looked like I thought I would if I was ever goingto age to being an eighteen-year-old girl. My red hair was straightenedand styled nicely, my odd colored eyes sparkled, and I had on whatlooked like a typical Whateley uniform.Or. And it was that way until he died 6 years later. Oh god, I said as I continued to stroke. Do you wish that you could do that to Brittany? she asked. God yes, I replied. Do you want Brittany to suck your cock? she asked. More than anything, I replied as I stroked faster. Daddy do you want me to be Brittany? she asked as her voice changed into that of a little girl. Yes sweetie, I replied. When you saw me playing with myself I knew you were there daddy, she said. As she continued talking I closed. Each command punctuated with a lash of the crop against the insides of her splayed thighs. Cheryl's need grew with each passing moment, with each new command, until she was finally told to stop.Holding her hands clasped behind her neck as ordered, Cheryl began to sense that there were others in the room. She wisely held position, however, while her Master stroked her cheek, calming her once again."I'm going to make you cum now, Cheryl," he told her. "You will verbally announce your orgasm. There's a pill I can get for after. Sandy will probably know what I'm talking about."They lay together awhile, then showered and dressed for dinner. Emily helped John dress and watched him walk to see if he moved correctly in his female body. Dressing as a guy was much easier. In many ways "being" a guy was easier. On the other hand Emily reminded John to sit with his legs together, or crossed at the ankles. "Just try to be, I don't know, softer. Let Mark do things for you. Hold his.