And then there was it. The one unmistakable sign that he was forever changed. His penis - gone, replaced surgically by a woman's sex. He now had a ...ull vagina, fully capable of sex as a woman. He _was_ a woman.Achmed wanted to cry, and even that impulsive reaction maddened him. He knew he should want to strike out, to retaliate. Instead, the hormones and his hypnotic 'conditioning' had made his first reaction one of a woman - tears. His whole being betrayed everything that he'd believed. Frank felt Dontrell swell in his mouth as he was encouraged to take more. The pulsating flesh in his mouth made his own cock throb. He worked at taking more of Dontrell into his mouth, even as Dontrell had slowed his “encouraging” hand. Frank wiggled his mouth side to side just a little, using Dontrell’s cockhead to tease his throat. Frank now pushed himself forward, forcing Dontrell’s tip into his throat.Dontrell groaned loudly as he felt himself entering Frank’s throat, amazed at his friend’s. His wife Fatima came out from the kitchen and greeted me, I responded casually and went back to the discussion with her hubby. She came out again with a tray of food which she placed on the dinning and told us to come there, her husband and I went and sat down at the dinning and ate the food, it was pap with beans cake. He then told me that his youngest c***d will be coming back from his mother's house on Saturday in order to resume school on Monday. I finished the food, thanked them and stood. If she truly was the Hallia that fought in the Great War a thousand years ago, there was nothing that he could do that could break her defense in the way of arms. Her expression never faltered as she held out her right hand parallel to the ground. The air tasted of ozone as the tip of a sword appeared to emerge from her palm, slowly sliding out until the hilt was firmly in her grasp. The blade seemed to hum with an unholy life. He released the hilt and backed away from all weapon slowly. She.