”I was stroking my hard cock while I read her message. I was really hard. The tip looked really pink. My balls full of cum. I stroked my cock up and...down. Pulling my balls gently, grunting. She was making me horny. If I was her boyfriend, I would fucked her tight pussy with my big cock. Making her bounced on it. Riding me while I enjoyed the sight of her boobs flying around. Slapping her boobs, grabbed it and pinched her nipples. Before I got the chance to reply, I got another one of her. On his way back out of the apartment, he bent over and kissed me on the cheek, smiling and quipping as he danced out of reach of my knives, "You look absolutely glorious in that towel, my dear." And he was gone, the three ogres with him. As I stood, blushing, in the doorway I began wondering how he was going to get out of the building with three huge bodies without being seen. Never you mind, Alexandra, Lars' voice said in my mind. But it would help the both of us if the front door was closed. I know what you are thinking - normally his girlfriend puttingmascara on a man should be enough to put him on notice that she wastrying to feminize him? But the throwing in of the list was just enoughto disguise what she obviously intended. She cleverly exploited hisconfusion as she persuaded him to let her complete the job on the groundshe would look odd otherwise.Just then she noticed how he fluttered his eyelashes like a real woman!Oh he was going to look good as a girl!She had learnt that. The only other item was a highly polished wooden phallus, around eight inches long, on a cord which was hung around her neck. This was for using on any guest who wished to experience it, or on her, should the guest wish it.The general rule in the groves, she had been informed, was that the pleasure slaves stayed to the paths, only leaving them when called or claimed by a guest. The guests could use the paths or, should they prefer, secrete themselves behind bushes or trees until they saw a.