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I was on my back in the middle of my neighbors king sized bed getting the
hell fucked out of me by one of his friends. Not only that, but I was
dressed like a slut. I used to be a teenage boy, but now, I am a
girlie-boy. A girlie-boy who's out to swallow as much cum and get as much
cock as she possibly can. How I got to where I am now is what I am going
to tell you about. But for right now, I had my knees pinned back and my
(still) tight asshole was getting a brutal pounding. I had my arms wrapped
around the broad shoulders of a very large man, holding on as best as I
could. My little clittie was pressed between us getting stimulated by the
constant rubbing. I was moaning like a whore in heat, and John (my
neighbors friend), was grunting along with me. I was in an orgastic bliss,
moaning and mumbling encouragement to have him fuck me harder and deeper.
I was loving every second and every inch of it. I could feel John
approaching his orgasm, and I braced my arms against the headboard and let
him ravage my little hole for his pleasure. John let out a loud growl and
I could feel his cum shooting up his shaft into my body. It triggered my
own orgasm, and my asshole spasmed around Johns' cock while my girlie cum
squirted out of me. After several hard spurts, John collapsed on top of
me, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him to keep him inside of me for
as long as possible. After he caught his breath, John rolled off of me and
fell to the side leaving me quivering there with my legs spread wide and
his cum leaking out of me.

I felt Johns large hand on the back of my head. "Ok, slut, get over here
and clean my cock." He grabbed a large handful of my hair and pulled my
head between his legs. I knelt there and got to work licking my juices and
his cum from his cock and balls. I adore the taste of cum when I lick it
off of a cock that has just fucked me. I love the feeling of submission it
gives me to lick a cock clean after a good (in this case great) fuck.

A year and a half before, when I was twelve, I lived next door with my
mother. I didn't have a father, and according to my mother, we were better
off without him. She said he was a degenerate gambler, and was always
looking for the next thrill. Mother worked in a salon that was owned by
our neighbors wife, Angie. When mother wasn't working, she was a barfly.
She was only in her mid 30's, but she looked older due to all the alcohol
and stuff that she did over the years. She still had a fantastic body.
Her 38D tits were starting to sag, but she still still maintained a thin
waist and sexy ass. At 5'5" and 115lbs, she could still turn a lot of
heads. For some reason, she could never keep a man very long. I think
that after a while, they got tired of her and moved on. Not that she
didn't do her best to please them. I often laid awake at night listening
to her entertaining them in her bedroom which was right next to mine. She
was a screamer. I guess that's where I got that too. I heard everything
from slow humping to rough sex play. By the time I was twelve, I had even
heard her being gang banged several times on the other side of the wall
from me. Mother spent more than she should have on clothes. She had a lot
of skirts, and blouses and dresses. She also had tons of lingerie. Mother
was into looking slutty. She almost always wore high heels and stockings,
and a short skirt. I heard her high heels referred to as "Fuck Me Pumps",
but I was too young to know what that meant.

Since my mother worked and hung out at the bar most every night, I was a
latchkey k**. I didn't have a lot of friends at school. Well, none
really. I would satisfy myself by watching tv or doing homework in my
room. She would often come home after I had gone to bed, and I was often
awoken by the sounds coming from her room. Several times in the mornings,
I caught her coming out of her room with white sticky stuff on her face.
She usually had a flushed look then too.

Since my mother worked for the lady next door, I was often invited to spend
evenings there while my mother entertained her men friends. Angie's
husband, Mark, managed a health club across town. He was an ex-pro
football play who stopped playing professionally after a knee injury. He
was huge. He towered over the rest of us, and was very domineering. I
found out later that Mark was using steroids, and had a doctor friend who
prescribed anything that he wanted. I guess that accounted for his large
physique and aggressive personality. I did my best to please him whenever
I found myself the focus of his attention. I tried to stay as close to
Angie as possible. Angie was a petite brunette, with large breasts. I
could tell that she dressed slutty too, to make Mark happy. I found out
about sex for the first time when I came over to their house one early
evening and Mark had her bent over the kitchen island and was fucking her
from behind. He had her skirt lifted up around her ass, and she wasn't
wearing any panties. He hand a large handful of her beautiful hair in one
hand and was slapping her ass with the other. Angie didn't notice me, but
Mark did. I was mesmerized by watching him slam his huge cock into her
from behind. Angie had her eyes closed, but Mark just stared at me while
he fucked her even harder. He smiled at me, and tensed up and pulled Angie
tight against him. A minute later, after he was done, he pulled his huge
cock out of her and pulled Angie around and forced her to her knees in
front of him. Angie could not see me as she was facing away from me with
the kitchen island in between us. I could see her licking and sucking
Marks cock. Mark was smiling at me the whole time. I could feel a
tingling all over my body like it was on fire. When he was done, he patted
her on the head and pulled his cock out of her mouth. He zipped up and
went into the living room. The whole time, he had a smirk on his face as
he looked at me.

I must have made a noise, because Angie got up and and said "Hi Jamie, have
you been there long?" She was blushing and I could see her lipstick was
messed up. She quickly pulled down her skirt and smoothed it into place.

"Hi Angie, I just got here. Do you have anything for supper tonight?"

I heard Mark snickering from the other room, "Yeah, we have tube steak for
supper tonight Jamie. Want some?"

I didn't know what that meant, and I said "Sure!" Mark found this
incredibly funny, and almost choked laughing. Angie just looked at me
funny. I don't think she knew how naive I was.

"How about something else sweetie." She said, "How about some Chinese
food?"

"Sure." I said. Not really understanding what is going on.

Mark said from the other room, "Yeah, we just had a delivery from the white
swallow! It's all you can eat Jamie." He laughed outloud to himself and
went back to watching tv while Angie got me some food.

While I ate, Angie sat with me and told me how nice my hair looked. I had
grown it long, and my mother didn't seem to care. I was only 5"5' (the
same as my mother), and 120lbs. I guess I took after my mother a lot. I
had her eyes and complexion too, and occasionally got mistaken for her from
the back.

Mark came into the kitchen and sat with us while I ate. "You're right
Angie, she does have nice hair. I bet you could really fix her up nice."
I caught the reference to she and her and sat there blushing. "I bet if
you polished her up a bit, she would look as hot as her mother Ellen."

Angie was beaming with excitement at the thought of doing my hair. "How
about it Jamie, would you let me fix your hair?"

I didn't know how to respond. Mark blurted out, "Sure she would. After
she eats, why don't you do a number on her. You know, like the tv's that
come into your shop." Mark glared at me, and I was too scared to say no.
"It's settled then. After you eat, go with Angie and let her get you
dressed up. Who knows, if you look good enough, you might just get to ride
the pony to the white swallow!" He though this was funny as hell, and
Angie giggled along with him. I just sat there feeling weird. I didn't
understand half of what he just said, but I figured I better just go along
with him. He was more than twice my size, and he could pretty much do
anything he wanted to me.

I finished eating, and Angie took me by the hand and led me upstairs to
their bedroom. I was in a daze the whole time. I felt like I was in a
trance by the time we got to their room. Her attitude changed into a no
nonsense, in-charge manner. I could tell that I had better do whatever she
told me. She made me strip naked in front of her. I was so embarrassed
and did my best to cover my tiny dick and balls. She made me spin around
slowly for her a couple of times before telling me to get into the shower.
When I got in, Angie handed me a razor and told me to shave off any hair
that I had below my neck. Luckily, I took after my mother, and at my age,
I had practically no body hair to speak of. Still, I ran the razor all
over my body to get any hair that I could. I had seen my mother shave her
legs in the bathroom, so I had a good idea of what to do. Angie also
handed me a bottle of conditioner for my hair and told me to use it. It
made my hair feel really silky smooth. By the time I stepped out of the
shower, I was feeling kind of girlie.

After I got out and toweled off, Angie had me sit on a stool in front of
the mirror over the sink. She took some scissors and clipped my hair into
a more feminine style. She then took some tweezers and started plucking my
eyebrows. It hurt, and after I flinched a couple of times, she gave me a
pill to swallow and some water. She went back to work, and the pill only
started to take effect by the time she was done. It made me feel kinda
dreamy and warm. I looked in the mirror, and was surprised at the change.
Angie just giggled and told me that there was a lot more to come.

Angie started applying makeup. She kept telling me how hot I looked, and
that I would love being a girl. I started getting aroused, and my little
dickie got hard. Angie kept leaning close and rubbing her breasts against
me while she did my makeup. I especially liked that taste and feeling of
her lipstick. After she was done, I looked in the mirror. I didn't
recognize myself. Staring back at me was a hot young movie starlet. Angie
added some dangly earrings and a choker type necklace. I was really
starting to like this, and I am sure that Angie could tell.

"Ok, now lets get you dressed." she said. She gave me a pair of high cut
thong panties, and they really felt good against my skin as I slid them up
my legs. "Stand up and raise your hands as high as you can." I stood in
front of her while she wrapped a corset around my middle. It really felt
great the way it hugged me as she tightened the laces. Wow! I didn't ever
want to go back to boys clothes again. Angie next showed me how to slip
black stocking up my hairless legs and attach them to the garters of the
corset. It was kind of difficult to do while wearing the corset, but I
managed to get it done without putting any runs in the stockings. The
stockings made my legs look and feel great. I was loving it. The corset
had little cups in it that shaped my tiny chest into a small pair of boobs.
I started to envy my mom with her large boobs. Now I saw her in a new
light, and was somewhat jealous of her.

Angie rummaged around in her closet and came out with a short black dress
that had lots of lace. She had me step into it and zipped up the back. It
fit like a glove. She had me walk around in it to get used to walking like
a woman. She gave me several pointers on how to swing my hips. Next, she
had me slip into a pair of low heels. I could barely stand, but I managed
to mince my way over to the mirror. I just stood here running my hands all
over my body. I was in shock at the hot young woman that was looking back
at me. I had no idea that I could look this good.

"Mark is going to love the way you look. Now I want you to do whatever he
tells you, no matter what. Do you understand me?" Angie said sternly.

"Yes Angie, anything you want." I said.

"Good, lets go see Mark. Remember to try to walk like I told you, one foot
in front of the other." She led me out of the bedroom, and slowly down the
stairs. Mark was watching a football game on the tv, and turned to look at
me.

"Holy shit! I was right, she looks great. We're gonna have some fun
tonight. You did good Ang." Angie just beamed with pride. "Come over
here and spin around a couple of time for me baby." I stood in front of
Mark and slowly twirled around. Mark stood up, and towered over me. I
could see the front of his pants bulging and I was kind flattered that I
did that to him.

Angie came over and stood beside me. She took my hand and moved it to the
front of Marks pants. "Just feel how hard he is Jamie. You did that.
Wouldn't you like a closer look?" I felt butterflies in my stomach as she
stroked the front of Marks pants with my hand. I could feel the hard lump
beneath it. The same cock that I saw forcing its way into Angie earlier
was now in my hands. Angie knelt on the carpet and pulled me down with
her. I looked up to see Mark grinning down at us. We were so close I
could feel the heat from Marks body.

Angie took my hand and guided it towards his zipper. "That's it baby, you
know what to do. You want to do this", she said. I was in a trance as I
watched my fingers pull down Marks zipper. Angie was whispering in my ear
the whole time. "It feels so good to be a girl, doesn't it. You are
perfect for this. You were made to do this." When I got Marks zipper all
the way down, Angie reached up and unsnapped the top button of his jeans.
They sort of fell away and his enormous cock pointed straight out at me.
It was semi erect, but it looked huge to my young eyes. I could see traces
of Angie's lipstick on the shaft. Angie reached out and started gently
stroking it. Mark was leaning closer and closer to me, and I could see a
large drop of clear fluid forming at his hole. I could smell Mark's
manliness and it made me lightheaded. I liked the smell, and wanted more
of it. Angie leaned forward and kissed the side of it.

"Meet your new Master Jamie." Mark boomed from above.

Mark leaned forward, and the tip of his cock brushed against my lips, and
the fluid coated my lips. I ran my tongue out to taste it, and decided
that I liked it. It was strong and masculine, and made me feel sexy.

"Purse your lips and put them on Marks cock like you are going to kiss it.
Only, stick out your tongue and lick out as much of his pre-cum as you
can." Angie told me. I did so, and his cock felt hot when it touched my
lips. More of his pre-cum came out and coated my tongue. I was in love
with this. I used my tongue on his hole and tried to suck out as much
fluid as I could. Mark groaned and I felt his large hand on the back of my
head. His cock got longer and stiffer. I felt so small and vulnerable in
front of him.

Angie wrapped her hand around Marks cock and pulled it towards her. "Watch
this." She said. She slid her mouth over Marks cock and sucked it as far
into her mouth as she could. When she withdrew, I could see she left it
shiny with her saliva. She did this a couple more times taking it deeper
each time. She pointed it at me, and said "Now you try, it tastes really
great." I pursed my lips like she told me before, and started to put them
on the head of Marks cock. I had to really stretch my mouth to get it
around his large head. I could only get about an inch or two in before it
hit the back of my throat, and I started to gag. I withdrew and regained
my composure. Mark pulled my head hard against his cock, and I could taste
and smell it. He mashed it against my face and groaned some more. After
he relaxed I tried to stick it into my mouth again. I could taste his
pre-cum, and Angie's and my lipstick on it. Angie took my hands and
wrapped them around Marks cock in hers. She milked it slowly and more of
his pre-cum leaked out onto my tongue. I was now hooked. Here I was
dressed like a sexy young woman, on my knees with a mans large cock in my
mouth. I was so focused on the moment, that I didn't notice that Angie has
slipped away. Mark held my head in place on his cock while I milked it
with my small hands. I could barely get my hands around it, and I had to
fight off my gag reflex each time it pushed towards the back of my throat.

"Look at me you little slut." Mark boomed from above. When I opened my
eyes to look up at him, and flash filled my vision. I was startled for a
second when I realized that Mark had taken a picture of me with his cock in
my mouth. I tried to pull off his cock, but he put his giant hand on the
back of my head and held me there.

"Ang, get behind her and keep her in her place." Mark commanded. Angie
knelt behind me, and pressed her body against mine. I could feel her boobs
pressing against my back.

"Take it easy sweetie. Just let Mark do what he wants, and do whatever he
tells you, just like I said. You're doing fine." She whispered in my ear
as her hands wandered down to the hem of my dress. I could feel her hands
sliding up my stockings towards my little dickie, which was very hard and
pushing against the front of my panties. She nibbled on my ear as she
talked to me. "Just keep doing what your are doing . . . a little faster
now." Her hand was rubbing my little dickie, and I wanted to cry from the
feelings. I squeezed Marks cock tighter with my hands and started milking
him faster. I could see the flash from the camera from time to time, but
mostly, I was staring at Marks shaft, trying to stuff as much of it into my
mouth as I could. Saliva was coating my hands and dripping off his cock
and running down my chin. Mark was grunting with each stroke, and Angie
kept up the encouragements. "That's it. You're loving it aren't you. I
knew you would make a good slut for Mark. He was right. You want to suck
his hard manly cock don't you. Don't stop . . . faster now. You love the
way I stroke your clittie for you don't you." We were all in a rhythm with
Angie stroking my 'clittie', and me stroking Marks cock as he thrust it
into my mouth.

"Almost there girlie. You're gonna get some sauce for your tube steak!
Ahh, ahh, ahh. Here it comes!" Mark was almost yelling now, and Angie was
stroking harder. "Take it all bitch! Now!" All at once, Marks cock
started pulsing and pumping. Fluid filled my mouth, and I almost choked.

"Swallow it all Jamie, that's what you are here for." Angie said. I
swallowed, but some escaped my lips and dripped down my chin. Mark filled
my mouth again, and I swallowed all of it. Four more large squirts, and I
managed to swallow them all. His taste and smell overwhelmed me. I was
amazed at what was happening. I never knew anything like this could be so
great. My body spasmed from Angie stroking my clittie. I could feel
something squirt out, and I could hear myself make a high pitched sound
that was muffled by Marks cock in my mouth.

Mark seemed to relax and he pulled his cock out of my mouth with a loud
pop. I knelt there supported by Angie while I sputtered and caught my
breath.

"Look at me slut. Mark said. I raised my head, and Mark rubbed his cock
all over my face. It was still dribbling and leaking cum, which he was
rubbing all over my face. "We're gonna have a great time turning you out
bitch." Mark said with a smile on his face. "I knew you would turn out to
be a cockhound. We're gonna train you right. Can't wait to see you pull a
train." He laughed down at me. I could feel saliva and Marks cum dripping
off of me chin onto my chest, and between my little titties. I must have
leaked a lot more than I though. It was all over my chest and dress. The
smell and taste of it seemed to envelope me.

Mark stepped back and sat back on the couch. Angie pulled me back into her
and turned my head to kiss me. I felt the silky texture of our lipsticks
sliding and mixing with each other. I was hooked right then and there on
the taste of lipstick and cum. Especially Marks cum. Angie was rubbing
the front of my body now and running her tongue all over my mouth. When
she withdrew, she held me there and smiled at me.

"You did great Jamie. I am so proud of you. Did you like it?

"Yes Angie. I loved it. You made me feel so good. And Mark tastes so
great. Can we do it again? I love being a girl. I love being a slut"

Mark laughed, and I smiled shyly. Angie was smiling at me again. She
said, "Of course we can. There's a lot more that Mark and I are going
we're teach you. A lot more."

"How about that Angie, we got ourselves a grade A cock slut to train."
Angie laughed lightly. "She's going to be just as big a slut as her
mother."

My mother! I had forgotten about her. Angie sensed my alertness to this.
"Don't worry about your mother Jamie. We trained her, and we are going to
train you too. Even better. She is going to be proud of you when we get
through with you. I'll take care of everything with her. Don't you
worry."

Mark said, "That's right. We made her everything she is today" He laughed
at this. "When we get through with you, you and she are going to be the
slut sisters."

I relaxed back into Angie's arms while Mark snapped some more pictures of
me with his cum running down my face. I was still scared of him, but I
wanted to please him. I wanted to please him and Angie and feel like they
had made me feel before.




After I recovered for a few minutes, Angie and I got up. The front of my
panties were wet with my juices. I was feeling pretty awkward standing
there in front of them dressed like a slut with Marks cum all over me.
Angie caught on to that, and told Mark that we were going to the ladies
room. "Come on Jamie, I'll show you the inner workings of what goes on in
the ladies room."

"Ok, but make it snappy. I got a few ideas for the rest of the evening,
and I want to get the show going" Mark added.

Angie took my hand a led me towards the bathroom upstairs. I tottered on
my heels, and Mark took the opportunity to slap my ass as I passed by. It
made my clittie, as I now learned to call it, start to get stiff again.

Angie closed the bathroom door behind us. I could see our reflection in
the full length mirror on the inside bathroom door. I looked hot with my
makeup and clothes. My lipstick was smeared, and the front of my dress was
stained with Mark's cum and my saliva. I could taste Mark's cum all
through my mouth and I liked it.

"From now on, when you use the bathroom, you will sit down on the toilet,"
Angie said as she hiked her skirt up and sat down on the toilet. She
purposely held up the hem of her skirt and spread her legs for me to see
her peeing. After she was done, she wiped herself, and flushed. She
reached out to me and pulled me closer. When I was directly in front of
her, she pulled up the hem of my dress and slid my panties down to my
thighs. My juices had soaked the panties and were all over my clittie.
Angie reached out with her fingertip and wet her finger in it. I watched
wide eyed as she stuck her finger in her mouth and sensuously sucked off my
juices.

"Mmmmm. That tastes great. Not as great as Mark's, but still great.
Here, try some."

Angie ran her finger through my juices once again and held it out for me.
I could smell the odor of sex already. I leaned forward and took her
finger into my mouth like it was a cock. I did my best to imitate the way
she did it. Angie seemed pleased as she withdrew her finger from my mouth.

"Good girl. You love the taste of cum. You're going to help me take care
of Mark, aren't you?"

I beamed with feminine pride and just blushed and nodded.

Angie got up, and told me to pee if I needed. I hiked my dress up and sat
down. My little clittie was stiff, but after a while, I was able to relax
enough to pee.

After I was done, I got up and put my clothes back in place. Angie took a
warm wash cloth and had me remove my panties and raise my dress while she
gave me a quick wipe down. She called it a whore-bath, and told me that I
would be doing a lot of it in the future.

After she was done, I dropped the hem of my dress and I stood there self
consciously. Angie opened the medicine cabinet and started rummaging
through it.

She got out a bottle with an eyedropper on top. She drew a glass of water
from the tap and put a couple of squirts of the liquid into the glass and
handed it to me.

"I can tell you are feeling a little strange about all of this. Here, be a
good girl and drink this down sweetie. It'll make you feel a lot better."
I had no idea what she gave me. I took the glass and tasted it. I
couldn't taste or smell anything. She made me drink it all down.

Angie opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hallway. She
yelled down to Mark that we were going to be a little while longer since
she wanted to change my clothes. I welcomed the idea since the corset was
starting to pinch me. Taking my hand again, she led me back to the bedroom.

"Ok, you can take off your dress. We're gonna try something different this
time. Isn't playing dress-up fun?

I was starting to feel kind of spacey, and mumbled in agreement.

"You like dressing up like a girl, don't you? You get all tingly inside
when you feel the stockings on your legs. You are gonna make one hot slut
for me and Mark aren't you?"

Looking back, whatever she gave me to drink made me very suggestible. I
was hearing her words like they were my own thoughts. I slipped off the
dress and detached the stockings from the corset. Angie unlaced the
corset. I felt the relief of having it off of me, and at the same time, I
missed the hugging feeling it gave me. In a daze, I removed the rest of my
clothing.

Angie sat me down in front of her vanity. I was staring at the girl in the
mirror. Angie came up behind me and whispered in my ear.

"Look at the hot girl in the mirror. That's you. You look so hot. You
love looking hot. You love the taste of Mark's cum. You can't wait to
feel the warmth of his cock in your mouth. You want to please him more
than anything."

I was taking it all in. I didn't' know that she was programming me. I
couldn't really tell if it was Angie or my own thoughts saying those words.
All I knew was that my clittie was hard again, and I was feeling tingly all
over. My body felt flushed and my head felt light. I was somewhere in
between asleep and awake.

Angie started fixing my makeup. This time, she used more makeup and made
my eyes darker. She kept whispering to me, but I couldn't remember
everything that she said. She outlined my lips and applied a bright red
lipstick. When she was done with my makeup, I was staring at a girl in the
mirror that was mimicking every move that I made.

She helped me put on a pair of thigh high stockings. They made my legs
look great and feel like silk when I rubbed them together. Angie then gave
me a black thong panty that fit nicely over my enlarged clittie. There
wasn't much to it. Angie called it a G-string. Next was a black lace bra
that seemed to fit me and pushed my little chest into a small cleavage.
She tweaked my nipples, and it made me start to snap out of my daze. When
she stood me up in front of her and started rubbing the front of my panty,
all I could do was rock back and forth on her hand. She pulled away and
went to her closet. Returning with a red satin nightgown, she had me step
into it and slid it up my body. It felt really great when I moved around
in it. It tickled my legs, and the spaghetti straps pulled against my
shoulders. She had me step into a pair of low heel mules, and made me
practice walking around in them. After she was satisfied, she clipped on
some earrings and sprayed my neck with perfume.

She led me back downstairs to Mark. Angie had to help me down the stairs
since I was still spacey. When we got to the living room, Mark had set up
a camera on a tripod.

"Fuckin hot." Mark said with a grin. I could feel my body responding to
his presence. I was feeling flushed and my clittie was getting painfully
hard.

"How'd the programming go?" Mark asked Angie.

"Fine, no problems at all. She'll need more work and more programming, but
I think she is going to take to it like a duck to water."

"Or a slut to cock!" Mark added. They both laughed. "This is going to be
hot with the mother-girlieboy thing."

Mark walked up to me and stood very close. I looked up into his face as he
grinned down at me. Even with heels on, Mark was so much taller than I.
For some reason, I wanted so much to please him. I felt giddy and
lightheaded. I was beginning to notice how hot and masculine Mark was. He
exuded a cocky confidence and authority. I don't think I could say no to
him no matter what.

"Ok sweetheart, here's the deal. I say, you do. That's it. Got it? No
need to answer. If you got it, then get down on your knees in front of me.
Either that, or I'll have Angie fire your mother, and the two of you will
be homeless and out on the street in no time."

I was shocked into reality for a moment. Not only did I not want to be
homeless, but I wanted to please Mark. I dropped to my knees as fast as I
could, hoping that my eagerness showed.

I saw a flash, and realized that Angie was using the camera.

"Big smile Jamie. Look straight into the camera." Angie said as she took
a couple more pictures.

Mark looked down at me. "Take off my clothes. Start with my shoes and
socks."

I quickly reached down and undid the laces of his shoes. He raised his
foot so that I could slip off his shoe. I rolled down his sock and slid it
off of his foot. I quickly repeated my actions with his other foot. I
marveled at the size of Marks feet. Then again, everything about Mark was
bigger then normal. He was a giant compared to me.

Still on my knees, I reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mark
made it easy on me and undid the buttons that I could not reach. He slid
his shirt off and it landed on the floor. I was staring up at him, past
the bulge in his pants to his well developed chest. I could easily tell
that Mark kept himself in shape at the gym he worked at. His body was
amazing to my young eyes.

All the while, the flashes from the camera continued.

"I think these pictures are going to be very popular when you show them to
your clients Mark. Do you want to break her in right away?"

"I don't know yet. I think I might wanna slowly work her up to it. But I
definitely want to be the one to take her cherry and bust my nut in her.
This is just too good to pass up."

"If you're gonna take her cherry, you'll probably damage her if she isn't
ready."

Mark leaned closer to me, and I could tell that he wanted me to continue
undressing him. I was eager to please as I reached up and unbuttoned the
top of his pants and pulled his zipper down. I still remember the sound
that his zipper made like it was yesterday. To this day, I still get
excited when I hear that sound.

Marks cock flopped free right in front of me. He was half hard. I didn't
know it at the time, but Mark recharged his sexual batteries quicker than
most men. I think it had a lot to do with his steroid use. Either way, it
made me a happy girlie-boy.

"Well, my cock is going into her first. I'm gonna claim her asshole like I
claimed her mother's. Give me the camera so I can get some POV shots."

Angie gave Mark the camera. Mark made me look up at him and smile. The
camera flashed in my eyes. I hoped that I was pleasing him. Mark made me
stick my tongue out and lick the large drop of precum that was gathering at
his hole. He took a picture of me with a long strand of precum connecting
my mouth to his cock.

"That's it slut. You're gonna be a good whore for me. Just like Angie and
Nicole (Nicole is my mother). Now purse your lips and wrap them around the
head of my cock. And use lots of spit. Make my cockhead shine."

I did just like Mark commanded, and even let my tongue dance around his
hole as I slid my lips over his cockhead.

"Look up at me slut. Look into the camera." Flash. My eyes were filled
with the flash from the camera.

Angie reappeared on my periphery. I didn't know it at the time, but she
had left the room.

"Look what I found." Angie told Mark.

"Not bad, not bad. Isn't that the same one we used on Nicole?" Mark was
grinning at Angie, but I couldn't turn my head or eyes enough to see what
she was holding.

"Yeah, cool isn't it. I kinda like the sentiment. It's like it's being
passed down from mother to daughter."

Mark told me to keep his cockhead in my mouth and lean my head back. After
I did so, I could see that Angie was carrying a round plug of some type.
Since I was so naive, I didn't know that it was a butt plug and what it was
used for.

"Here, take the camera and take some pics. Give me that butt plug." A
couple of moments later, Mark was balancing the butt plug on my forehead
with his cock in my mouth. Angie stood there giggling and taking pictures.

"Ang, go get your vibrator and start opening her up a little." Mark thrust
his cock down into my mouth, and the butt plug fell off of my forehead and
landed on the floor with a thud. His cockhead hit the back of my throat,
and went deeper than it had ever gone before. My eyes were tearing as I
tried not to gag. Mark took hold of my head and tilted it back some more.
He jammed his cock in further, and my throat started to open up a little.
I had no where near his whole cock in my mouth, and my little throat was
just beginning to get accustomed to his cockhead. Mark pulled out and
stepped back to the couch. He sat on it and spread is legs wide. He was
built like an adonis, and I knelt there wide eyes at the sight of him
before me.

"Ok slut. Next lesson. Get over here and start licking my balls. Make
love to them with your tongue. And use lots of saliva." My mouth was
already full of saliva from the abuse at had just received.

Angie came back with a long plastic object that was sorta shaped like a
cock, but no where near the size of Marks cock.

"Ang, why don't you warm it up in your pussy to get it ready. While your
at it, get your tongue moving and get her lubed up." Marked looked at me
with such a beautiful smile. I know what he wanted, and I crawled over
between his legs.

"Put your hands down flat on the floor and get to work." Was all Mark said.
I stuck out my tongue and tasted his balls for the first time. The taste
was exciting. It was pure man. I loved it, and was starting to love Mark.
I started running my tongue all over his overly large balls trying to lick
up as much of his taste as I could. Mark was slowly stroking his cock
above me, and his precum dripped out onto my face.

I heard Angie moan as she fucked herself with her vibrator, and I could
feel her behind me. I felt her lift the hem of my nightgown with one hand.
My little clittie was painfully stiff at this point. I felt a hot wet
sensation on my little hole, and realized that Angie was sticking her
tongue back there. She started flicking it back and forth making it very
wet with her saliva. All I could do is let out a whorish moan with Marks
balls pressed up against my mouth. I almost screamed in pleasure when I
felt her hot tongue start to force its way into my hole.

This went on for about 10 minutes with Mark slowly jerking his precum onto
my face and Angie eating my hole. I heard the click of the camera and saw
the flash as Mark continued taking pictures.

All too soon, Angie pulled away and I felt the cold air on my hole. "I
think she's ready." she said in a lusty voice.

Mark took hold of my head in his large hands and held it firmly between his
legs as I continued to lick away.

"Ok baby, fire when ready." I felt the hardness of the vibrator against my
little hole. It pressed against it, and it was very slick from Angie's
juices and saliva on my hole. Still, it didn't want to go in. Angie
stroked my clittle and told me to push out. I tried, and Angie pressed it
forward. It hurt as my little hole opened up and I felt it start to slide
into me. I was starting to pull away from it, but Mark held me firmly in
my place.

"Good girl," Angie said as she slid it deeper into me. "You're gonna learn
to love this soon. Maybe more than your mother."

I couldn't believe what was happening to me, and I was starting to loose
the groggy feeling that I had before. Still, the taste of Marks balls in
my mouth kept me wanting more. Angie started to move the vibrator in and
out a little, and the pain started to go away. I was hoping that Mark was
proud of me. Mark went back to taking pictures and stroking his beautiful
cock over my face.

"Oh god, this is fuckin hot." Mark said. "Here Ang, take some more pics."

Mark started stroking his cock harder with one hand, and grabbed a fistful
of my hair with his other hand. He started moaning in time with the
squeeling sound that I was making as Angie fucked me with her vibrator.
Angie did something, and my little hole started buzzing and vibrating. It
was tickling something deep in side of me, and I screamed into Marks balls.

"Kneel back. Plant that ass on the floor." Mark said as he pushed be
backwards. I sort of fell back between my legs, and the vibrator went into
me deeper. Angie was busy taking pictures, and I just stared up
breathlessly at Mark. He got up and knelt over my body with his legs on
either side of me. He started stroking is cock harder. It seemed to grow
even larger above me. My little clittie spasmed and I convulsed under him.
I could feel my nightgown getting wet from my little orgasm. I closed my
eyes and yelled out Marks name. This was what Mark wanted to hear and he
yelled out and pointed his cock right at me. "Here it comes slut. Open
wide!" Mark was pointing his cock down at my open mouth, and I could see
it pulsing as he stroked it. All at once it erupted and shot out a stream
of hot cum at my face. His first shot went into my mouth and over my
lips. He shot four more times hitting me all over my face. His cum was hot
as it plastered against my skin. It was dripping down across my nose.
There was a lot of it. Mark started to relax as he knelt above me and
grinned down at me. I laid there panting and enjoying the taste.

"You like my cum you slut. You're going to to everything I say if you want
more if it." Mark took his half hard cock and wiped it over my face. He
used his cockhead to push his cum into my mouth. I just sucked up as much
as he would feed me, and used my tongue to lick out his cock hole whenever
he slipped it into my mouth.

Mark stood up and I was thrilled at the sight of him over me. He was like
a giant in my eyes. There was still considerable cum all over my face.
Mark reached over and picked up the butt plug that had fallen nearby. He
started sliding it all over my face, picking up as much cum as possible
with it.

"Angie, get over here," Mark said as he stepped away from me. I fell back
and let me legs splay open. Angie must have known what was expected of
her. She spread her legs and knelt over my chest facing my feet. I could
feel her nudging my legs far apart and lifting my knees. I was exhausted,
and just let her move me anyway she wanted. I felt like a rag doll. I
probably looked more like a cum rag doll.

Angie turned off the vibrator and slid it from my hole. I felt empty. She
glanced back over her shoulder at me. "Don't worry sweetie. Wait to you
get the real thing in you. Your gonna love it. But right now, we have to
do this to make it better for you when Mark takes your cherry. Just
relax." I felt the tip of the butt plug against my hole. I pushed out
like I knew she would want me to. It stretched me a lot further than her
vibrator did. It was starting to hurt again, and Angie pushed harder.
Just when I though I couldn't take it anymore, the plug slid into me, and
my hole closed up around the base. Every time I clenched my hole, it
pushed it further into me. My hole was spasming around it while I got used
to the feeling.

Angie lifted herself up and looked back between her legs at me. I could
see up her skirt at her bald pussy. I could smell her strongly, and I
liked it. "Don't worry, you're going to get your chance to see more of me.
I am going to train you to be a champion pussy licker just like Mark is
training you to be a champion cocksucker." I looked down past her large
breasts hanging above my abdomen. I could see her smiling sweetly at me.
I was starting to fall in love with her too. I knew that I would do
anything that she wanted me to.

Angie stood up and let my legs fall back to the floor. She looked at Mark.
"What do you want me to do with her?"

"Clean her up and send her home for the night. I don't want her mother
getting a whiff of this yet," Mark started to laugh, "although one whiff of
her at the moment, and the slut alarms will start screaming."

Angie thought this was funny too. "I'll clean her up and send her home.
We can work on her all weekend long. Maybe she'll be ready for you by
Monday."

Angie took my hand and helped me to my feet. She whispered in my ear,
"Don't forget to thank Mark for his cum. Go over to him and kiss his cock
and say 'Thankyou sir for your cum'. That'll really please him."

I was overcome with a desire to please Mark. I went over to him and got on
my knees. Mark just stared down at me with a smile. I leaned forward and
kissed his cock. There was a little bit of his cum on the end of it, and I
lingered there to suck it off. Leaning back, I looked up into his eyes and
tried to give him my best smile (which wasn't hard at all). "Thankyou sir
for you cum." I said.

Mark didn't say anything and just smiled down at me. Angie came and took
my hand and helped me to my feet and led me away. The plug in my bottom
felt strange, and made me sway my hips even more when I walked.

Back upstairs, Angie had me disrobe. "Mark was very please with your
performance, I could tell."

I was gushing with happiness at having pleased Mark.

"Now, I want you to disrobe and put your boy clothes back on. Whenever you
are wearing boy clothes, you are to act like a boy. Whenever you are
wearing slut clothes, you are to act like a slut. Our slut. Got it?"

"Yes Angie. I will do whatever you say. Please just let me make you and
Mark Happy. Please."

Ok, get dressed, but leave the butt plug in. You may only remove it to go
to the bathroom. Go home after this and act like nothing happened. Don't
tell your mom anything."

"Yes Angie. I promise I won't tell my mom anything. And I will leave the
butt plug in. And everything else that you say. I promise."

I took off the slut clothes that I was wearing. Marks cum was still on my
face and starting to dry. I wondered if Angie wanted me to take another
whore-bath. I didn't want to question her, and figured that she would tell
me to do so if she wanted me to. I got back into my boy clothes. They
felt funny after having all of my body hair removed.

"Ok now, go on home. I will call you tomorrow when I want you to come over
for more training. Oh, and one more thing. I want you to leave Marks cum
on your face until the morning. Then I want you to take a long hot bath.
Use your mothers bath salts and wash your hair with her shampoo."

I felt kind of strange as I walked out of their bedroom. I went downstairs
and Mark was laid back on the couch with his clothes on again.

"Did Angie explain everything to you Jamie?"

It was strange to hear him call me Jamie again instead of slut or whore.
But I figured it was because I was in my boy clothes.

"Yes sir. I think I understand. Thankyou for what we did before." I said
with as nice a smile as I could.

"Adiós. See you tomorrow." Mark said before turning on the tv and
turning his attention to it.

I went home (next door), and even though it was close to 11:30PM by this
time, my mother wasn't home. Oh well, it was Friday night, and it figures
that she would be out late again.

I crawled into bed with the taste of Marks cum still in my mouth, and the
butt plug filling my tiny hole. I squeezed it with my ass muscles, and
felt it push up further inside of me. It took me a while and I finally
drifted off to sleep. I was one tired girlie-boy.




I woke up the next morning with a very stiff clittie. The butt plug was
pushing up against something deep inside of me that seemed to be causing my
clittie to remain stiff. It felt strange and exciting. Memories of last
night started coming back to me, and the taste of Marks cum in my mouth
brought back even more memories. I recalled feeling all sexy and girlie
after Angie dressed me up in the sexy clothes. I recalled my urgent desire
to please Mark. I didn't remember everything right away, but I did recall
the extremely warm and happy feeling when Mark shot his cum all over me. I
laid in bed for a few minutes playing with my clittie and squeezing the
butt plug.

After a while I got up and went to the bathroom. I automatically sat down
and peed, enjoying the naughty feeling that came over me. I had to remove
the butt plug for the rest of my activities. I had a hard time trying to
remove it as I had never done it before. It took a combination of pushing
with my insides and pulling with my hand to get it to come out. It left me
with an empty feeling. After it was out, I finished and hopped in the
shower. Without my body hair, I felt silky smooth. I could not believe
how different it felt without all that "boy hair". I found my mothers
razor and decided to to use it. It felt so nice to shave my clittie. I
marveled at how the act of shaving my clittie and balls made them so much
more girlie and pretty. I wondered if my clittie would soon squirt
girlie-boy cum. I decided to try some of my mother's shampoo and body
wash. When I got out, I felt and smelled really nice. Getting the butt
plug back in me was another tough chore, but I knew I had to do it to not
disappoint Mark. Luckily I found my mothers lubricant, and after using
lots of it, the butt plug slid into place deep inside of me. My clittie
immediately stiffened and I felt light headed.

I put on some typical boy clothes and went down to the kitchen for some
cereal. I heard noise from upstairs that told me that mom had come home
sometime last night and was up early. She sometimes worked at Angie's
salon on Saturdays for extra cash (which she would blow right away), and I
guessed that this Saturday was no different. I heard a mans voice and two
sets of footsteps on the stairs. I guess mom had company again, and I must
have slept right through everything since I was so exhausted. I heard the
front door open and close, and shortly mom came into the kitchen. Mom was
wearing a short thin robe that was mostly open down the center. I could
see her boobs trying to escape.

"Morning sweetheart, I didn't hear you get up." She said as she came over
to me. I could smell the aroma of sex on her, and her breath smelled like
cum. She hugged me against her breasts, and kissed me on the cheek. She
seemed oblivious to her appearance.

"I have to go into work for about half a day today honey. If you need
anything, why don't you go see Mark and Angie."

"Ok mom. I will. Are you going to be home early tonight?"

"I don't know honey. I'll call you and let you know. If you want to stay
over there tonight, it's fine with me."

Mom had no idea that she had just given me a pass to spend the whole night
pleasing Mark and Angie. I flushed with excitement. I wanted them to do
"it" to me again. I wanted to learn more about Angie too. I sat there at
the kitchen table with a stiff clittie watching mom have her morning
coffee. We didn't really say much else to each other. Mom was probably
busy planning her sexual activities for the night, just like I was. I was
seeing my mother in a new light this morning. I saw her as a mother, but
also as a possible competitor for cocks. I hoped that Mark didn't decide
to take an interest in her.

After mom was done with her coffee, she gave me a kiss on the cheek and
went upstairs to get ready for work. Sitting there, I could hear the
shower running, and I thought of the fullness of my mothers body for the
first time. Damn she was hot. I wanted to be as hot as her.

It didn't take her long to get dressed and out the door. I was inquisitive
about her night, and went up to her bedroom to look around. As usual, the
bed was unmade, and her clothes were on the floor. I could still smell sex
in the air, and my clittie got even stiffer. I spied her leather
mini-skirt and black lace panties by the side of the bed. I just had to
examine them further. I picked them up and noticed how wet they were.
There was still wet cum in them that must have leaked out of her. I
couldn't help myself as I dipped my tongue into the rich cream. It was
strong, and tasted sort of like Mark's cum, but different. I could also
smell her pussy in it too. I fell back on her bed and rubbed her panties
all over my lips and mouth savoring the taste. After a couple of minutes
of this, I just had to try her panties on. I slowly slid them up my legs
and felt the wetness of the crotch settle against my clittie. As I pulled
them high up over my hips, I could feel them pressing my butt plug into me
further. I wondered if this was how mom felt. I was in heaven, and had to
have more. I got up and stepped into mom's skirt. It was pretty short,
and even though it was a little tight on me, it closed around my waist
nicely. Looking in the mirror, I could see how accentuated my little butt
had become. I giggled at how cute I looked and how sexy I felt.

I picked up moms red silk blouse (did I mention that she had a lot of sexy
clothes?), and slid it on. As I buttoned the buttons, I could tell that my
lack of boobs made the shirt a little baggy on my tiny chest. I wanted
strongly to look as sexy as her to please Mark. I imagined that Mark was
there now running his large hands all over my body. In the mirror, I could
see a sexy girl dressed like a slut.

"Well well, it looks like someone is having a nice time this morning." I
was shocked back to reality. It was Angie. She had let herself into our
house this morning as she had often done in the past. "I was coming over
to get you started sweetie, but I see that you have already started without
me." She crossed the room and stood in front of me eying me up and down.
She had me twirl around a couple of times and stick out my butt.

"Oh Jamie, you look so darling and sexy. You just love dressing up as a
naughty girl, don't you?"

Angie then raised her skirt so that I could see between her legs and that
she wasn't wearing any panties. Also, she had no hair there at all. I
guess that she liked being silky smooth there just like I did. "Mark sent
me over to give you a present for being such a good girl yesterday. Do you
want it?" I could only nod my head while staring at her pussy. It was
swollen and cum was starting to leak out of it. Angie took a couple of her
fingers and dipped them into her pussy. When she withdrew them, they were
covered thick with cum. Marks cum. She ran her cum covered fingers over
my lips and under my nose. The smell reminded me of last night, but the
added scent of Angie's pussy only added to my desires.

"Does my pretty girl want to taste some nice warm cum from Mark"?

I opened my mouth, and Angie stuck her fingers in it for me to clean them.
She did this several more times while smiling devilishly at me. I could
tell that she was enjoying this as much as I was.

"That's a good girl. Isn't it exciting to taste all of Marks wonderful cum
in your mouth?" Angie whispered. "I would let you get the rest right from
me, but we have to get you ready for Mark. We have an exciting day planned
for you. He's already blown his first morning load, and will need to shoot
at least one more time to empty himself out after having to go all night.
He needs to cum a lot!"

Angie dropped her skirt and stopped feeding me. For a moment, I stood
there like a baby bird with its mouth open waiting for nourishment. Angie
walked into the adjoining bathroom, and came back with a glass of water.
"If you want to please Mark, you have to do what I say." She set the water
on the dresser and got out the small bottle that she used yesterday. She
put a few drops into it and gave it to me to drink. This time I didn't
hesitate, and drank it right down.

Angie had me remove all of my clothes, and was happy to see that I had
already showered and shaved my body of any remaining hair. "Good girl.
Mark is gonna like that. You will have to remember to do that every day
from now on Jamie. That and the rest of the stuff that I am going to show
you. Turn around and bend over honey so I can check your plug."

I again felt empty when Angie removed the plug as I bent over. She got a
bag that she had brought with her and we went into the bathroom. She
produced an enema bag with a long hose attached to it. She showed me how
to fill it up. She added a scented cleanser to it, and it made it smell
flowery. "You will need to do this every morning on your own from now on
sweetie. I'm just going to show you this one time, so pay attention."

She had me bend over the edge of the tub and inserted the nozzle into my
little hole. After having the plug in me, the nozzle hardly felt like
anything at all. When she opened the valve and let the water flow, my
clittie jumped to attention from the feeling of the warm water filling me.
I started to squirm when it got uncomfortable, and Angie stopped the flow.
She made me sit on the toilet and expel the water. After that, she
repeated the process two more times until she was certain that I was
perfectly clean.

"Ok, now that you are cleaned out, it's time for you to move up in size a
little bit angel." She showed me a new larger butt plug that she had
brought also. It looked a lot bigger than the old one. I was worried that
it was going to hurt. After lubricating it and my hole, I was back over
the edge of the tub as she slowly inserted it. It didn't hurt too much.
Whenever I would start to squirm, Angie eased off. When she finally got it
all the way in me and my hole closed over the base, my clittie started
pulsating in time with my heart beat. Angie started pulling it back out
slowly. She had me push with my insides, and it slipped past the largest
part. She put it in again, and removed it. She did this more times than I
can remember, but in the end, she was sliding it in and out of me with
ease. One final time she pushed it into me, and when it was just past its
widest part, Angie slapped me on the ass. This made me squeeze my hole,
and pull the plug into me. I let out a girlie squeal, and Angie chuckled.

"Your pretty boy hole is starting to change into a lovely pussy Jamie.
Isn't that exciting sweetie? You are going to have a hot little pussy to
please Mark with. I wonder how many cute little girlie-boys wish they had
a hot little pussy like you. Mark is going to be so pleased with you. I
know that you want to please Mark by having a pussy for him."

Angie stood up and helped me to my feet. She smiled sweetly at me.

"Come one, we have a lot more work to do, and Mark is waiting to drain
those big balls of his." Angie took me out to my mothers bedroom and sat
me on the stool in front of her vanity. The d**g was starting to hit me
strongly, and I was woozy. Angie pulled up a stool behind me and started
to whisper in my ear. I have no idea what she was saying, and it seemed
that the next thing I knew, I was looking at a sexy girl in the mirror with
heavy slutty makeup and deep ruby red lips. I hoped to myself that Mark
would like me. I would do anything to have his cock again. I was starting
to wonder about about other cocks too.

I wondered what was happening to me. I realized that boys don't like
cocks, only girls liked cocks. But the thought of cocks, especially Marks
cock, made me hot and want to feel one filling my mouth and filling it with
cum. I was turning into a girlie-boy.

As I was staring at the slut in the mirror, Angie was rummaging through my
mother's dresser and closets. She came back with black lace panties and a
black garter belt. I attached the garter belt around my waist and was
getting up to slide the panties up my hairless legs, but Angie stopped me.
She handed me a pair of nylon stockings to put on. I was giddy with
excitement. Angie showed me how to ball one up and slide it up my leg, and
attach it to the garter tab. I did the same with the other leg. I was in
heaven. The nylons made my legs seem so pretty and they felt wonderful. I
stood up and was so turned on by the feeling of the nylons and the garters
pulling them up, that my clittie was extremely hard and aching. I couldn't
help but touch my thighs and run my trembling hands all over my silky legs.

"You're little clittie is too hard to fit into your panties young lady.
We'll have to do something about that." I thought that Angie was going to
rub it for me, but instead, she came over and whispered in my ear again. I
don't remember what the words were, but my clittie started to shrink. I
was still excited beyond words, but my toy shrank down to almost nothing.
After that, she had me slide the panties up my legs and fit my clittie into
the front of it. Given that my clittie was small to begin with, my panties
were almost smooth in front with the way it had shrunk.

Out of her bag, Angie got out a black lacy bra.

"Look Jamie. Do you know what this is? It's you first bra. You're going
to love wearing sexy bras. They make you feel so sexy and give you little
titties for Mark to play with."

Angie then had me stick my arms out. She slid the bra up my arms and
fastened it it behind me. I turned and looked in the mirror. The bra had
lifted my little boobies and pushed them into a cleavage. The cups were
small enough so that I could see my stiff nipples pushing against the
fabric.

Angie whispered in my ear again, "Oh baby, you love having such cute
titties. You looks so sexy, and you love the feeling of the bra around
your chest. It feels natural for you."

She then had me slip into my moms leather mini skirt that I had on this
morning. It felt so much nicer against my legs now that I was wearing
stockings. On top of that she gave me a white silk blouse which really
showed off my bra. The buttons were undone enough in the front to show my
little cleavage nicely. It pushed against the front of the blouse, and you
could even see my hard nipples. Angie rummaged around in mothers' closet
again and came out with some high heels. Since my mother and I were about
the same stature, they fit me perfectly. They had a higher heel than I had
worn the day before, and I had a hard time standing in them. I could
barely walk for the first few minutes, but Angie guided me around, and I
finally got the hang of it. Not that I was great at walking in them (yet),
but at least I wasn't falling down with each step. Every time I passed in
front of the mirror, I couldn't believe the sight of the sexy woman staring
back at me. It was so exciting to see the sexy girl in the mirror move in
sync with me.

Angie then sat me down on the bed and got some small bottles out of her
bag. She explained that it was very important that I listen to her and to
do what she tells me exactly or Mark will be angry with me. This got my
attention, and I focused on what she was saying. She told me to take one
pill out of the first bottle and swallow it with a big glass of water three
times a day. When I got up, at lunch, and before I went to bed. She told
me that the pills would help me to be sexier for Mark. It turns out the
the pills were female hormones. She gave me another bottle, and told me to
take one pill two times a day, and that the pills will stop me from turning
into a little boy which Mark did not want me to do. I was determined not
to do anything that would not make Mark want me. She gave me another
bottle of pills that were just like the ones that I had seen my mother
take. Angie told me that these were special pills, and that I was to take
one whenever she said the magic words. I don't remember the magic words,
but I remember often taking one right after talking to Angie. They always
made me feel spacey and warm all over.

"I want you to start your pills now." Angie said, "Take one from the first
bottle, and take one from the third bottle." She must have said the magic
words, because I wobbled into the bathroom in my high heels and took both
with a large glass of water. I not