Die Abiturtermine standen an und besonders in Mathe hatte sie schon immer einige Probleme gehabt. Aber ihre Mutter Susanne hatte damals beschlossen, d...ss sie aufs Gymnasium gehen sollte. Franziska sollte es später mal einfacher haben als sie selber, einen guten Job bekommen und ihr eigenes Geld verdienen und weniger von dem Einkommen des Lebenspartners abhängig sein. Sie hatte sich von Franziskas Vater scheiden lassen, als diese 7 Jahre alt war. Inzwischen hatte Sie einen neuen Partner. I learned to set myown hair and style it various girly ways. I helped give manicures andcame home often with my nails painted red.One day my mother yelled: "Inspection, on the double. Show me yourgirliest hair, face and fingernails. Time oh thirty from now." I jumpedto show her. She walked around me and nodded. "Very good, soldier! It'stime for the next step of our program."Mom & I went to a department store to buy me some underwear. I left thestore wearing girl's panties and a lightly padded. He groaned and began breathing quite hard. I took my mouth off and began jacking him some more. I wanted him about halfway to orgasm when I started fucking him in a few minutes.While I was jacking his cock, I began to push into him slowly. My precaution was unnecessary. He was well lubricated and relaxed, and he opened readily to my first thrust. On the second thrust, I went in his ass all the way to the hilt. He cried out in discomfort, and growing pleasure. I pulled out and pushed back in. They were red thigh high boots with a very high-heel. Kirsty and Amy each took one, unzipped them, guided my shaking feet into the boots’ sissy dungeon, then tantalisingly zipped my legs inside. The transformation was complete.“Come to the front of the stage now, darling.” ordered Miss Hoover. I grudgingly did so, my high-heels tapping on the stage, Kirsty and Amy staying at my side in case the heels got the better of me. The applause was rapturous; it was, however for Miss Hoover and the two.