But then there was something of a problem. After years of war, the place had been emptied of sane, able-bodied men. And so, a party was assembled with...what was left: sane, able-bodied women and me.
There were five women in the group: first was Angela, probably the only one who deserved to be there. She was the son of a hunter, and had been raised to be more dangerous than half of the men who had actually been chosen to go to war. Her personality also tended to spit out just about as much. ”“As you wish,” I said, getting ready to push the dial button on a number I knew rang the red phone.That is the same red phone he answered on Christmas day!“David,” I heard someone say as they came in from behind me. “No need to bother the president. He has more urgent matters than to ask why they fuck someone thinks they need to pull this shit on you. If you like, you can always discuss it over lunch or dinner. He won’t mind meeting you in person.”“Does even one of you know about Mr. Smith?. Fourthly, you forced Jeff to kiss your ass, and I guess you will have to kiss his and anyone else who wants you to. Unlike you, though, we will shower before we make you do it. Jeff, I assume, has already showered. Fifthly, Frank fucked Jeff in his ass. The revenge is obvious. Sixth, as we already discussed, you made Jeff drink your piss. Obvious, again. Seventh, Frank made Jeff suck his filthy cock. Maybe we’ll let you off on that one because you’re not responsible for that. Lastly, you made. I never knew it would be so much fun to feminize someone. I think you'll need some panties now, though. Everyone at school remembers you only as Kylee, and you don't want your reputation tarnished too badly. Maybe I should put you on the cheerleading squad. I'll be right back."She left again, and I looked down at my dick. What dick? Apparently, she'd finished the job, as nothing was down there except a sexy Venus mound and a slit. I was completely female now, and I had to admit that femininity.