"Oh my god..." Jennifer stammered. "Yeah who's a little boy now?" he chuckled, glancing at my crouch.I could feel rage building up inside me, I felt h...miliated and helpless.Tom had regained his confidence; he had a smirk on his face when he looked me right in the eyes as if he was superior to me and then back down at Jennifer. I couldn't believe what was happening, I was frozen still. My measly cock that I always thought was big looked like a c***d's penis next to Tom. It was an above-average 7. Being a little concerned, I hesitated at first, but let myself in and started to look around his house to make sure he was ok. I walked down a hallway off the kitchen, found a door slightly ajar and not dark, but semi-dimly lit. There laying on his belly, completely nude and with a towel already under him, was the man I had been lusting after for all these months while delivering to his house. All he said as I walked through the door was: "Mark, I have known for quite some time you have wanted. My eyelashes were extended and brushes and pencils worked round my eyes. A plum lip pencil outlined and filled my lips. Finally, my mop of blonde hair was styled. When they had finished Ella and I were told to stand by the wall which happened to be opposite a large mirror.I can’t recall anything as strange in my life. We looked like brother and sister, or was it sister and brother. I was still me and she was still her and quite recognisable, but not as the same people from an hour or so ago. I. I must have blacked out again. When I woke it was morning, Icould hear birds singing outside and there was a note on the bedsidetable which said 'Why don't you get dressed and join us for breakfast onthe patio'.I got out of bed, naked again, and went for a shower. Weirdly I stilldidn't need to shave. I checked the wardrobe and there was just a summerdress in there, short, cute and flowered. Pinned to it was anotheranother note saying 'Padded bra would look great with this dress and wearshoes.