What? My brain isn't working right at all. My thoughts battle each other through the haze of the drug. Finally I give up and just feel. I can see in m... minds eye the room. I can see my body laying nude and open to all. I see the young teens, faces bright and eager. I see the professor. I see my hard nipple and shiver again.The scissors clang by my ear. He's dropped them to the table. I hear a latex glove snap over his fingers. The sounds seem to echo in the room. His hand touches my pubic hair. "At the same time he stroked his cock a few times. When he took his hand away she could see that the foreskin was pulled right back now, and the large purple head was fully exposed, pointing straight at her, ready and waiting to home in on her.She just lay there, spread out on the bed, letting Ron enjoy the sight. She felt like a virgin laid down on some pagan altar to be sacrificed, or like a delicious meal laid on a table for a hungry man to eat. She shook off these fantasies. She just wanted. "She nodded wearily. "I know. I know."Carlos is going through the change." Puberty?!" Si, puberty. He had a wet dream last night." How do you know this.?" His mother called us. Just as she had been told to."Carlos was a year older than Rosa, and her best friend. He was in ninth grade, a year behind her. He often stayed after school, so Rosa could tutor him in math.Rosa imagined Carlos' mother, Luisa, going into her son's room and inspecting his sheets every morning."So he'll be fucking you and. But there was no changing her mind. Infact she got angry with my whining and slapped me. Then she made me wearher blue satin nighty and told me to sleep on the floor as punishment.I spent a sleepless light in the cold floor, tossing and turning andstrangely, relishing the soft feel of the nighty.My transformation had begun.Chapter 2The next morning was a Sunday and after I made tea for Rita dressed inthat ultra feminine nighty, she made me use a hair removing cream toclean all my body hair. As.
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