JamisonTammy Fey had two problems.The first was the physical fact that he had been born male. Obviously, disgustingly male. Tammy hadn't been able to ...onvince any doctors that he was worthy of gender reassignment surgery, and his efforts to disguise his maleness on his own just hadn't been terribly successful.To soothe his wounded spirits, Tammy wrote stories. Glorious, wonderful stories in which men were granted the female bodies they dreamed of. Stories in which they could wear the frilly. Matt's my best friend even though he likes guys. If you have aproblem..." Kris stated."Kris will beat the hell out of you if you do," Scott laughed."I will if you fuck with them," Kris said."He's serious," Jess said."Bryson, I guess we could hang around. They seem to be cool guys," Garrettstated."I guess so. It beats the assholes in our dorm last semester," Bryson saidbut didn't seem real sure about this."Guys, please tell us you ball," Kris said. "We wanted to start a team forthe intramural. She pushed him back against the wall, pulled his head down and grabbed the dildo.The suction cup came loose with a wet pop, and she smashed it down again under his lips as he sank forward, the pain in his balls making it impossible for him to stay upright. She held his head just above the dildo, letting it rest on his lips. "Oh Father, teach me how to pray," she lilted in a sing song voice, mocking him as piss dripped off her breasts down onto the back of his head.He groaned a last gasp of. "Short straw kills the othertwo and then themselves?" I'm not sure killing ourselves will work," I said, and I explained whatI'd said to Themia, and how I'd forced her to drink the poison."I hope that works," Biansurru said. "I mean, I hope whatever beingis doing this to us considers that a killing instead of, I don't know,an assisted suicide." We don't know that suicide won't work," I said. "Probably it would.But let's play it safe. And let's not assume too much. Themia didn'thave much.