"Your female instincts have taken over. And your mind has adjusted. You're doing this all on your own."I felt a rush of panic, and at the same time,...a thrill. I had done it! It was all me! But it was all me! The male part of me was gone! I was relishing being a woman, a stripper, an object! But it felt so good!Betty hugged me as she realized the mix of feelings I was having. Eventually, we went to bed. As a measure of my mixed status, maybe as a futile gesture to reassure me that I. "Fuck" Vicky thought to herself, wondering if she should save Laura from what was about to happen or at least tell her how rough the boys had been to her. By the time Vicky parked Laura had Greg and Tom's dicks out of their pants. They stuffed them back in as everyone piled out of the car. "Are you joining us?" Tom's friend asked Vicky. She laughed, smiling, "No, but I might have to watch to make sure my friend doesn't do anything I wouldn't do." she said, slightly worried, but also slightly. I watched your eyes close in anger. You tore my knickers from me and placed them inside my mouth. Thats better, you little slut. Look at the juices on my fingers, your pussy is wet even though you are being raped, such a whore. He bit into my breast hard, and then sucked enough to leave a mark after, maybe even draw blood. My tears came harder as my body gave into his attack, my nipples hardening as he nibbled on them. Your nails dug into my hips bone making me buck hard, moving towards him.. She took Feleena under her wing and protected her and treated her as her daughter. No man touched Feleena unless Feleena wanted to be touched. There were many brawls and fights over the rights to Feleena. No man ever won. Many were stabbed, others were shot, a few were even killed. In the end they all learned, no-one had any rights to the mysterious beautiful woman named Feleena."About a year had passed and Feleena was dancing and felt as free as ever. She glanced up through the swinging doors.