" Christine shot back. Tim always loved girls with accents. Drove him wild. "On thecond thought. You can come and vee her. And dress good." Thank vou.... Tim answered and stopped wide-eyed hearing Christine's voice, accent and all, coming out of her. "Vuck!"Tim got up and went to the bathroom and dropped her clothes in front of the mirror. Now that her voice changed there was no part of here that remotely resembled her old male self. Looking in the mirror more and more he would have jumped this. Have a good time, and when I come down, I'll take you guys out to the island and let you let off some steam."I turned to the three women, "This is a strange situation for you ladies." The three women broke up laughing, until Shirley said, "Ladies? We're not even close to ladies. We're biker bitches from hell for the most part, but never ladies."Bart was the surprise. "You're gonna have to learn to be one. Chuck says this is our ticket to a happy life. I want that, and I want it with you,. “Now shall we?”We entered the room. I walked awkwardly, not wanting my penis to pop out of its restrained position, although, considering how focused Eric was on his computer screen, I probably could of stripped down and done a river dance, my hard dick bouncing in front of me and he wouldn’t of noticed.I jumped onto my bed and lay down, Liz joining by my side.I suppose I should describe both of us, shouldn’t I?Well, since most of you are probably focused on Liz, I will. I spent time with Beverly deciding on a dress. The dress I wanted would be the most elaborate possible. A full skirtmade up of layers with several petticoats, bodice with an illusionsweetheart neckline, puffed sleeves. Patricia and Mommy was relaxing InBeverly's house as Beverly and I were discussing my dress. I had mybreast forms and padded girdle on as I tried on the first dress. I hadtwo petticoats on and and Patricia helped me into the dress. This dresshad a cathedral length train. It.