But mostly it was beautiful.There was one night in particular that I brought home one of my female friends. The three of us spend a few hours talking ...bout stuff. Until the she (my friend) asked about us. I basically blatted out about my new found femininity.My friend right away, instantly asked me to get dressed. I guess I forgot to mention me and her had kinda dated in the past. She knew I was gay, but didn't really care. But anyway, I left the room to get dressed and show her. And her and. I was sore everywhere but my feet. The feeling between my legs wasaccentuated by a feeling I couldn't put my finger on. Well, I didn'treally want to put my finger on anything. My ribs were sore, my chesthurt and my face felt strange everywhere. I could see the edge ofbandages on my face as they framed my eyes. Even my eyes felt different.I looked out as my focus returned and saw Elsie."If you understand me, just blink. Ok Cindy?" I blinked. "Ok, first, ifthe pain gets to be too much push on. Kinda like a bonus. Other people paid attention that day, but we didn't know about that yet.The First FallWHEN WE tried to get back to our lives the next afternoon, the weirdness of our situation started to become apparent. There just wasn't anyone around. I mean, sure, the idea that there wasn't actually anybody we cared about in this podunk town anyway didn't change the eerie feeling when one discovers that the people you thought were just there were all just gone. No notes, no explanations,. They walked to the boy first and said "We shall start with you. You are going to love fucking cock when we are done with you." They untied him from the post but tied both hands behind his back. The dad took some twine from a shelf and bound it around his cock and balls. He left some of the twine hanging so they could pull on the cock and balls. He took an oil from the shelf and began rubbing the boys bound cock with oil getting it rock hard. The dad then said "Look he really likes his cock.