I imagine what this might look like her young butthole pinching the white paper stem as it sticks out between her two tan, firm buttcheeks. I smile th...nking about it. I notice that shes smiling back at me. Its an impossibly cordial, pretty smile maybe she doesnt have anything up her ass after all. Im Mandy. She says over the loud club music that is still blaring. That rhymes with candy, I think to myself. My smile grows. Im Kelli. I say. Your boyfriend is a great dancer. She chatters, parts. They haveboth told me in private little conversations - which I am sure theywon't mind me sharing with you, their friends, today - that they can'twait to hug and kiss their sissies once they have become girls..."She was interrupted by a muted squeal from the two sissies sittingbeside each other, sending all the women into a fit of giggles at theshock which this information gave their ex-male little brains. Barbaracontinued:"...and how they will enjoy teasing and tormenting them once their. He had me in a full body submission. I couldn’t move at all. He told me he was going to cum in me now whether I wanted him to or not. I begged him to cum in me. I yelled breed me like a little fuck slut. That turned him on so much. He started fucking away and I could feel his cock get real thick and hard. I knew he was going to blast any minute now. He tightened his grip around my neck cutting off some of my air and let this loudest moan out like a fucking bull. He went from a non-stop. I thought my head would explode."You told them I wear lingerie...you told them..." Don't get huffy with me Missy, I told them you voluntarily worelingerie. You don't want my friends to think I'm some evil bitch who'smaking you do something you don't want to do, do you?"She was slipping her hand down my thigh and toying with my garter tabswhere they held up my white stockings."No I don't want them to think you're evil but..." And you do love wearing pretty lingerie don't you? she asked.