You lick your lips again, memories of our lovemaking rushing back to you. Tears well up as you again think of how you will never again feel the press ...f my body against yours, or experience the beauty of my lazy smile as we bask in the afterglow of wild, animal fucking.You bend low, and drink in my perfume again. Your lips hover above mine, your tongue running along the cold, crimson stiffness that once pleasured you orally--and now destined never to do so again. Bolder now, your hand slips. The man in her ass began slowly fucking the tight hole, letting her get used to the feeling of him inside her. His rhythm built slowly until within moments he was fucking her hard. She screamed as she came again, nearly passing out from the exctasy. Suddenly she heard her Masters voice speaking in normal tones behind her, "That's it lil one, make Master cum." "Cum for me Master, please...please... oh god please cum in my ass." She felt his cock throb inside her ass and came one more time . Her. You wanted to be Little Lulu, so I have made you into a girl." "It isn't a game, then." "It isn't a game. You were a boy yesterday morning. I gave you a permanent, rolled your hair for the night, and put you in a dress today. You are now a girl. Wasn't it fun, having your hair curled? Didn't you love how you looked in your dress?" "Yes, Mom. I like having my hair curled." "Boys don't often get their hair curled anymore. It's best you are a girl. You will have a fun time as a girl, I. Her gran wasn’t too prying and besides Marietta hadn’t had time to flirt or stray in the past two months. Though to be honest in the shower and under the sheets she kept testing her cute girly equipment and its always pleasurable response and sighed for Paul, her first and only boyfriend, now left languishing in the bush jacking off no doubt in the absence of her sweet coochie which had really appreciated its first several fucks in the back of his van out by the local weir.Still in the present.