That night I had the most wonderful dream some of my most dirty sexual fantasies and I was expecting for this one to end as usual by waking up right b...fore the climax. Just then I woke up and came all over my sister’s thighs, my cock painfully withdrawing from between them. Whew I thought another inch or two and I would have been in some serious trouble I thought. "What the fuck Ronen!” Cass muttered as she came to, realizing there was something wet and hot all over the lower half of her body. They really did not sound like much fun any more. I suggested going to a bar to play pool and letting guys see up our short skirts when we bent over the table to take a shot. They both looked at me like I was crazy. By the time they went home that afternoon, it was obvious that we were not interested in the same things and I knew it was me that had changed. Mom came home that evening and asked what we had planned. When I told her I was just staying home, she asked if anything was wrong. I just. She had a small clit at the top of her pussy, hidden away by her folds when she wasn’t aroused. Interestingly, she never grew any pubic hair, her genitals, ass, and armpits remaining perfectly smooth and hairless even after puberty. Growing up a hermaphrodite was a struggle.As her cock grew larger, so grew her insecurity. She became more aware of her condition and the impending humiliation that would have come with anyone else finding out about it. As she had grown and matured, her body had. Ginger inspected my strings so that my body didn't scape the X and then she got into the closet. Gabriela just sat on the floor watching everything. Then after a few minutes Ginger came out of the closet transformed. In schoolgirl uniform, socks and shoes she looked awesome. In an instant I understood that for Gabriela I was a different dream than Ginger's: to become a lesbian slave, which I was already in my heart. Ginger lifted my body a bit and lay on top of me. She began to move over me.