Tom and Jeff."I need your cum," I told them, to which they both laughed."Why should we help you?" Tom asked. "Without first your helping us?"Reluctant...y I agreed to let them each have their way with me, providingthey didn't penetrate my vagina.Tom was the more vile of the two and insisted that for every one time heput sperm in the cup for me, that the next one I'd have to collect in mymouth. It was disgusting, and some of it I swallowed by accident and nearlythrew up, but finally I had. It was only the fact that I hadbeen given an irreversible female hormone injection that finallydecided it, I was hiding in my bedroom crying and refusing toleave the house when Denise managed to convince me that if Ididn't go to the clinic, not only would my body chemistry bepermanently changed, Sheila would no doubt try to take myfeminisation even further until she had proved her point.I washed my face, brushed my hair out, checked my reflection inthe mirror, grabbed a small pink leather. He never cried without reason as a c***d, never laughed without one either. He was neither needy nor clingy and expressed his needs in complete sentenses as early as he could. He studied and learned what was taught at school from grade school to high school, always, with the perfect grade, perfect discipline for the perfect career path, as he would call it. With a budding career in a reputable investment bank at the tender age of twenty years, his life was on a perfect schedule to...what. Pushing her slick fingers into Kelly's tight hole, Goldie toyed with the cheerleader's ass with her ring finger while her thumb brushed against Kelly's clit.Kelly writhed and squirmed under the combined attack of Goldie's hand and mouth. She arched her back, trying to press her burning, swollen sex tighter against Goldie's flicking tongue and burrowing fingers. Lost in a surging sea of sensations, Kelly opened her eyes and saw Bud, his hand slowly stroking his rock hard cock and his tongue.