I was fully hard now; imagining my sister Angela in the shower with big, burly Harry, soaking wet, trying not to get too carried away...'Yeah...go on.....' 'Um, well he...his...penis was...hard throughout the shower and he kept saying he couldn't help it, he was excited...I shouldn't be telling this to you...You better not repeat this, Alex! I'm trusting you!' God, this was great! 'Don't worry! I'm cool! Go on!' My cock was painfully hard as I listened to Angela's clumsy story. I thought it might. A pair of wooden doorframes with doors.One door had the word "Male" on it, the other had the word "Female" onit.To this day I have no idea why I chose the door marked "Female". Maybejust curiosity, maybe because I tried being male my whole life and didn'tfeel like I fit.I opened the door, and inside I saw a hallway instead of the woods Iexpected.I felt drawn in ...It seemed like a beautiful house. Rich carpet, beautiful paintings on thewalls, everything just perfect.Then the woman I had been. I tried to begfor mercy through my gag, but she entered me swiftly and I just ended upsquealing instead.She pressed down on my shoulders as she pumped in and out of my ass. Icried out, begging for her to stop several times, but she never slowedher pace. After a while my ass became numb and she began thrusting fasterand more furiously and came in my ass again with another loud groan.She fell over onto me and lied there for a little while before getting upand instructed me to sit up as well. I. "Hurry damn it, here comes Alice."I leaned forward and started licking Betsy's left nipple and moved my hand to start rolling the right one between the thumb and forefinger. She leaned back and her hands moved to my head and held me to her. A minute or two went by and then Betsy pushed me away."I guess I just made my choice. Get your cock out honey; it's time to fuck me like the slut that I guess I'm going to be."Alice must not have been believed when she went back inside to tell everyone what.