"Take your pants off, Ryan," Donna said, so I loosened my belt, unbuttoned the waist, zipped down my fly and dropped them to the floor and stood there..."Take off your shirt and briefs, too, Ryan," and I took my shirt off and nervously pulled down my briefs, then stood before them with my dick standing out straight. They sat at the kitchen table looking at me, then Lois said, "He's almost the size of his father's." Come over here, Ryan, and give yourself a few stokes, jack off for us, dear,. As Jim approached we knew what to do. I bent over the table as did Katelin, waiting for our shots that would somehow turn us into the women we wanted to be. Katelin was first up, as she recieved her shots her eyes opened wide. She started to close her eyes, and layed her head down on the table with a smile of contentment. Jim picked Katelin up, and carried her to her room. As Jim decended down the stairs he walked right over to me. Leaning behind me close to my ear he whispered "Ashley, Two of. The images still wouldn’t let me go, and my mind embellished what it had seen; red skin that rubbed against pale one, hands that roamed and squeezed; fingers with pointy nails that painted fiery trails over forbidden parts; his manhood, standing huge and enticing. “I will!” My own voice, strangely loud and distant, had spread a new hush and declared my fate with only two words. My feet carried me to the front of the assembled sisterhood on their own volition. I lowered myself onto one knee as. Clare and Cathleen looked very disappointed at this answer.We were sitting in the small dining area in the kitchen after eating when the question came up."This party, is it to celebrate someone's birthday?" Sheena asked questioningly."Yes, it's Saint Patrick's Day!" Margie answered."We don't know this person. Michael's Mother said that he was important to Ireland. Was he a hero, or famous?" Shannon asked."You're Irish and don't know about St. Patrick!?" both Grandmothers asked in shocked.