It's an alternate reality wherein I retain all prior memories of being a boy, plus new memories of my life as a girl. Everyone else always knew me as ... girl, and my possessions changed into girl stuff. (It's not an exact science, there will be issues, just go with it)Not 10 minutes ago I had been an 18 year old, horny, confused boy. Now here I was standing; a 16 year old, (still horny) girl. I looked myself over in the mirror: I was skinnier and shorter than I was used to. No taller than 5'2,. In front of me an old Victorian style dress long way from one side of the wall to the old looks very antique but real, and heavy feel bad for whoever need to move that and clean it. As I look around me trying to figure out where am I, is not a hospital, maybe a private clinic, expensive clinic. To the side of me closer to my left is a huge table with a dinner table with all kinds of snacks and fruits nuts, oj and big pitcher of water. I slightly reached over and just when I am about to reach. On the bed there was a black bra, thong, suspenders belt and stockings. I felt sick in my stomach at the thought of being filmed again."OK slut, put on that outfit."I slowly put on the outfit. He told me to kneel on the bed and face the camera. He then placed the flip chart beside the camera."Your going to read everything that's on the flip chart without hesitation . You'll smile and be happy. No fuckups slut or I'll whip you good." He then picked up the riding crop from the dresser. He turned. Claire let out a shriek, throwing herself forwards so that her breasts pushed against the cold glass of the window. The sensations were so intense! Her boyfriend began rubbing her clit with both hands, one each side. She grabbed onto the window sill tighter and began to scream with ecstasy, as she began trembling with wave after wave of pleasure. Feeling her orgasm start to subside, Scott replaced his tongue for two fingers and frantically probed her g-spot, causing her to come again. The.