"I left her office and soon went though the discharge process. Then I was given my new uniform of knee length black skirt and white blouse. Under the ...kirt and blouse I wore a slip, lace trimmed panties, stockings and black 2 inch heel court shoes. I had been though a shower which removed all body hair, based on rad cem decom units, which the centre had lots of.Women instructors showed us how to put on make up. My hair, when I was on the outside, had grown long. For the first time in my life. .. sort of."Krissy, come on, this is hard enough. I don't want to wear a dress, Imean, I am a guy. Now I have to wear dresses, panties, pantyhose andheels that mom locks to my feet and now you put a dress on me that Ican't take off. Then I have to do all the chores. I feel like thehouse slave." Billy sighed as he let it all flow out.Krissy smiled and tugged on his collar. "I like that... house slave,"she said. "Mom said to gather up all the laundry and take itdownstairs, she said to do it one. The weird thing about the psychic sense all Witches have is that for theimmediate future, like in the next day or so, it's really hard to control.So the easiest way to handle it is to go forward a day or two and rewind.Like hitting the rewind on a VCR.So I went forward about a day and a half to the evening tomorrow. Lynn andI were in bed with someone else, a pretty blonde about 5'5", maybe 5'6".Lynn was on her back, I was riding her cock, while this other girl wasstraddling her face and Lynn. She exploded two more times, each one more violent than the last. Then I was pumping furiously as my own climax approached. Megan matched me thrust for thrust, painfully squeezing my ass as I poured my seed into her. My limp dick flopped out and I backed away from Megan, getting on all fours and lowering my face to her drooling cunt. The smell was nirvana and I buried my face in her, lapping at her not unlike a greedy dog, reveling in the taste of our commingled juices. She shrieked.