”“I picked up the nickname a few years ago...” the young Asian man said, having slipped a robe on. “I periodically go through ... I’d call i... a persona shift.”“That would be a good term for it,” Baozhai agreed. “He makes a beautiful girl.”“And according to my subbies, a stunning man,” Sissy said.“I’d agree,” Dayna said. “So, you ever think of transitioning?”“Oh, hell no!” Sissy said. “On occasion I contemplate ass and breast implants though. But no hormones – I like my cock far too much.”“He. “I could see myself owning my own bar.”“That’s great, I hope--”“But, I won’t have to if I get picked by Mistress Hess.” She grinned. “She’s moving to comic books next, I didn’t get Wonder Woman but maybe I can get Big Barda or She-Hulk.”I frowned. She was tall, 5’10’’, and muscled, for a girl. Not quite the 7’ Barda or Shulkie claimed but you had to make some leeway for actual human shapes no doubt. I knee-jerked no, because I wanted impossible authenticity. I forced myself to be reasonable. I. Her other hand stroked and played with my hardening shaft. I responded with my tongue, jousting in her mouth before breaking away and nibbling down her neck. She sighed and turned her head away, increasing the luxury of my wet mouth squeezing pleasure points below the surface. Down again, down onto her hardening nipple, sucking, tongue flicking, pulling, nipping as she caught her breath and arched her back to increase the intensity of feeling. She moaned sensuously. "Oh, I love that," she said. When she was forced to crawl from room to room dusting furniture and cleaning under the tables and chairs, the invited male guests of the Sorority sisters played with her naked goodies like she was candy offered for their consumption. She hoped that one of them would be rambunctious enough to drop down on top of her waiting flesh to give solace to her greedy maw. Unfortunately, they seemed happy enough just to treat her to fingers and hard spanking palms but it was enough to send her into.