Normal for a Goth anyway.I could have a "sex change" and be Julian again and stop being Julie orJoolz or Julianne.It was funny when I got to universit... though.Yes I took off my nail extensions but obviously painted my nails black likeany other Goth would.I wanted to dress just like a normal boy and got out my Marilyn Manson teeshirt, my boxer shorts and a pair of socks to put on.However, despite my best intentions, I again found myself putting back onmy bra, my petticoat, my panties and my. For the first time, we would be based out of Campbell River in July and August. I thought it might be a risk, however our bookings said otherwise. With regular airline service and multiple ferry options to the island, we had no trouble convincing people it would be closer to their objective, whether that was fishing or wildlife or just exploring the dozens of inlets and passages in the area."Are you ready for this, Del?" I asked one morning before our first full charter."Yes, I think so. You. My b*****r rose from his seat and came around the table and stood facing me, Closer, she said, and he shuffled up close until our noses almost touched. Now kiss your s****r on her mouth. I started to protest, and he hesitated, Do it, ordered mother, and our lips touched. There was something chemical happening there, as our lips met and pressed against each other, but there was no passion or tingling, but there was something there in the background. Feel anything, mother asked us inquisitively,. I awoke a short time later attached firmly to a table in what appeared to be some type of a medical exam room. I was naked except for a gag in my mouth with a tube in it and some type of gas mask over my whole head. Sound was garbled, but I could see my Lady Laura, Mistress Helene, and Ginger talking. They came towards me with a large nozzle and inserted it deeply into my ass. When Ms Helene released a lever I felt the enema filling me. Whatever they used itched my insides and all I could do.