.. special features... to make her time in there lesscomfortable."When I opened my mouth to protest, Jason was prepared. He popped a gagbetween my li...s and twisted some mechanism that made it expand. All atonce my jaws were stretched wide and I was tasting plastic. The devicewas hollow, so I would have no trouble breathing, but the only sounds Icould make were reduced to a vocabulary of grunts, moans and wordlesspleas. My wife gave me an air kiss, several inches away from mystretched open. And even though Canadais better than some places in the world, doesnt mean there is no riskof really bad stuff happening to me.So there I was, between a rock and a hard place, too scared to try andbe a girl, too scared to even say that's what I wanted, yet knowing ifI didnt do something, and soon, I'd look less and less like a girl andtransitioning, assuming I found the courage to, would be that muchharder, maybe even impossible.Then things changed.My mom got called into work this morning, even. That cock. That massive black cock.I start to push away from her. "Sharron. Sharron, how could you," I plea as I move.She grabs me, holding me close. "Oh, baby. I'm sorry, baby." You're sorry? Why did you... How could you..."Sharron grows quiet for a minute. "Listen, Glen. I'm going to lay it all out for you. I want you to listen to me carefully, then we can talk." She gathers her thoughts. "You know I love you, Glen, and that I love our sex." Not just ours, it seems." Glen, I...no. You're. He’d expected the usual pranks and outbursts on his first day, at 28 he’d been teaching high school geology for three years, he knew the tricks. What he hadn’t expected was Izzy. It was the last class of day and the sophomores knew exactly what buttons to push, he kept his cool, he knew his 6ft toned tanned body would cause a stir among the girls which could trigger the typical jealous bravado in the boys. He was scanning the room, almost smug at how right his predictions were, when he saw.