It was so deliciously tight, with such a satisfyingly strange sensation of pleasure. I stroked my slave lovingly, helping her watch me fuck her to bet...er torture her with the knowledge that she would never get more feeling from it than this. I finished in her pussy, enjoying the sight of all my cum on the black of the latex coating. And I pat her between her legs, smiling, before I got up and cruelly stuffed her with a vibrator, turning it on its hardest setting and using her piercings to lock. "Listen up, asshole, I'll choose myown damn name. It won't be Betty. Until I make my choice,you WILL call me Ben. Got it?" growled Ben. "Got it"replied Dave, knowing that his brother was a lot morepissed off than he sounded.Everyone except the nurse had left the room, Ben waspondering his situation. "Nurse, what should I callmyself?" asked Ben. The nurse replied, "I have a niecenamed JoAnn- I really like that name. Ben contemplated, "Ionce knew a girl named JoAnn. She was very nice. JoAnn.. Nervous femi eyes would lower demurely whenever any of the remaining, sterile (dirty old men) cast covetous eyes towards any likely looking attractive 'newborn' femi. Old men were becoming rare however; the comet's radiation that sterilised them had also accelerated the advent of prostate cancer. The older species of male was quickly dying out at an accelerating rate.With this demise, the whole behaviour of society took on a new dimension, and I for one, felt it to be for the better. Violent. The one they have now. So he didn’t have to bump into me. We’d talk on the phone, but less and less, and he never agreed to meet. So the next time I saw him, he actually walked hand in hand with his boyfriend. I was terrible. I called him a faggot. Shouted it actually. He restrained his friend, who looked like a jock. And he just stood there. I finally calmed down and stood in front of him, tears streaming down. Then he walked away. My best friend. Sex did end up fucking up our relationship,”.