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Right from the Start ; Chapter Seventeen - By: Beverly Taff Simon: The main character; Dorie Lou: The girl next Door who has now married Simone; Mrs Jane Benson: Dorie Lou's mother; Mary and Sandra: Friends, Mary is 'bi' while her spouse Sandra is lesbian; Toni and Paula: Their Italian lesbian friends; Mrs Webster: Their old form Teacher; Doctor Wendy: Simone's Endocrinologist; Doctor Julie: Simone's Psychiatrist;. Sophia & Alicia; Mary and Sandra's mothers;. Jeanette & Sandie: The sales assistants in the boutique;. Virginia: A Model who will come to befriend them. Chapter Seventeen Sunday morning found Sandie rushing breakfast and rushing through her chores. After lunch, she took the subway into town and visited Virginia in hospital. Virginia was glad to see her for she had become bored being confined to bed without anything obviously wrong. Sandie reassured her. "They have to check darling. You were unconscious and they have to be certain there are no long term complications or anything." "But two days, what's that all about? Stuck here on my own just staring at the wall." "Ask for a television or something." "They don't supply them to single wards and they won't put me in a female ward because I'm tranny nor will they put me in male ward. So here I am, going stir crazy" "I'll go and get you a book then." "Yeah, that'll help." Virginia suggested some titles and Sandie noted them down. There was a shop in the hospital so she left Virginia only to return less than pleased. "Would you believe no books just magazines and puzzle books. I've bought a selection." She dumped them on the bed and Virginia smiled. "Thanks love, anything's better than 'four grey walls'." Sandie became more solicitous again as she addressed the fatherhood issue. Virginia nodded and squeezed Sandie's Hand. "I think I'm over it now darling. It was more the thought of somehow losing you, than the fatherhood issue. You're not going to leave me are you? "No but I'm too young to marry you just yet; maybe in a few years. You must promise me you'll never do that again to me." Virginia smiled. 'At least someone cared,' she thought. Sandie smiled back then became thoughtful. "D'you want me to tell your mother?" "Oh hell no!! Not bloody likely. She's bound to try and use this as someway to get me put away permanently. Anyway, the staff here think you're my next of kin." "I know," grinned Sandie, "I told them I was." Virginia smiled again and reached out her arms to hug Sandie. Sandie reciprocated and the ward sister found them in a tight embrace as she came to do the four-hourly checks. She was totally inured to the emotional side of whatever was going on between a stunningly beautiful transsexual or transvestite and a very pretty young girl. The ward sister had seen much of life and made a bald flat announcement. "You'll be going out this time tomorrow." "Thanks sister," replied Virginia. "What about the psychiatrists reports." "She's released you, though she'll want to see you before you leave." Virginia nodded resignedly. Every psychiatrist she had ever met invariably showed an uncomfortable amount of interest once her transvestism was discovered. The sister finished her examination and left the pair to their own devices again. Sandie resumed her roll as 'next of kin' and made arrangements for a change of clothes. Virginia lent Sandie her key to collect some clean clothes she could hardly leave hospital dressed as Queen Elizabeth the first. Then she might be deemed completely mad. "I'll get some time off work. I'll explain to Dorie Lou, she's pretty good. I should be here about three-ish tomorrow." With a final emotional embrace, they separated and Sandie returned home. On the way home Sandie telephoned Dorie Lou on her mobile and explained what had happened. "Suicide!" gasped a shocked Dorie Lou, "Why on earth did she do that?" Sandie explained further about the fatherhood thing and Virginia's inability to get erections but she did not mention the business with the will. She felt that was strictly between Virginia and her family. Nevertheless, what Sandie did tell Dorie Lou left her flabbergasted. "Are you serious, Virginia wants to be a father?" pressed Dorie Lou. "Yes. She also wants her cock back; you know, a fully functioning erection and stuff." "Oh!" squeaked a surprised and secretly amused Dorie Lou. Sandie thought the exclamation reflected Dorie Lou's demure spinster perspective but she was soon to get a big surprise. Dorie Lou's brain was already ticking as they finished the call. Almost as soon as Dorie Lou put the phone down, she was taking steps to see if she could help. 'After all,' thought Dorie Lou, 'if the libido pills had worked so wonderfully for Simone, then they might work for Virginia. At least she could only try.' Firstly she called her mother and explained the situation as best she understood it. Her mother replied thoughtfully. "I'm not sure if the pills would work darling. I mean, when Simone was being treated, she was treated to a very carefully controlled regime of hormones and anti-androgens to make certain that her boy parts would function despite being somewhat atrophied. I would have to speak to Doctor Wendy. She's become quite involved with the trials. Perhaps we could get Virginia a slot on the trial panel There are only two other transsexuals and one of those is Simone; the bigger the trial sample the better the statistical research." So Virginia would be the third transsexual?" finished Dorie Lou. "Yes," replied her mother, "Tell me, would she be like Simone, that is unaware of the situation?" "I don't know. She's a single girl, though my sales assistant Sandie has designs on her. Virginia's a stunningly attractive transvestite and Sandie knows she's really a boy. It's a bit of an unusual relationship but who am I to pass judgement?" Jane Benson agreed with her daughter's sentiments and pressed on about how to sort out Virginia's problems. "Well, Doctor Wendy will have to run some tests on Virginia first and that mean's we'll have to get Virginia to agree, that's a given." "For sure!" agreed Dorie Lou. Mother and daughter exchanged a lot more pleasantries, mainly about the forthcoming arrival of Dorie Lou's baby then they finally (and reluctantly) rang off. Dorie Lou then contacted Doctor Wendy and explained the situation. "Well," replied Doctor Wendy, "Simone's due for her tests next month. Perhaps you could bring this Virginia along then." Dorie Lou recognised the transport Logistics and agreed. If Virginia was willing, she could join the drug trials. The problem was going to be keeping the situation concerning Simone's erections and the secret pills a secret. Simone knowingly took certain tablets to balance her hormones but she was still unaware of the secret libido pill that Dorie Lou used to control Simone's erections. The other problem for Dorie Lou was Sandie discovering the true relationship between Dorie Lou and Simone. Sandie still thought Simone was Dorie Lou's fuddy-duddy spinster sister. Dorie Lou realised she would eventually have some explaining to do but she first had to be certain of Sandie's maturity and understanding towards sexually dysphoric individuals. Fortunately, Dorie Lou considered this would be a simple thing for Sandie had already demonstrated her feelings towards Virginia. Dorie Lou had high hopes. She now had to talk to Sandie. On the Monday morning Dorie Lou took a deep breath and tackled Sandie about Virginia. Firstly she 'fenced' around Sandi as she carefully sounded out Sandie's overall views about sexual dysphoria. Finally, she concluded that Sandie, despite her youth, was probably sensible enough and compassionate enough to eventually learn of Dorie Lou's and Simone's big secret. Cautiously and with the dexterity of a conjuror Dorie Lou carefully drew Sandie out. After confirming her thoughts about Sandie's maturity, she talked about some sort of possible treatment for her partner, Virginia. "Has Virginia ever considered any treatment for her impotence?" asked Dorie Lou. "Oh yes, she's considered it all right," sighed Sandie, "She considers it every waking moment, but she just can't afford it. Virginia's struggling to make ends meet as it is." Dorie Lou sucked her cheek thoughtfully. "D'you think she would if the opportunity arose?" "I'm pretty sure she would but you'd have to ask her." "Of course, of course," reassured Dorie Lou, "it's just that I was thinking. I know a lady who specialises in male impotence. There's a remote chance she might be able to help." "And how much will it cost," riposted Sandie as resignation lent a touch of impatience to her voice. "Oh that's the beauty of it. She's running some sort of drugs trial; you know, the sort of trials where they invite volunteers to join a test group before the drug is licensed." "That can be pretty dangerous, can't it?" queried Sandie suspiciously. "Yes, I suppose it can. I'd be a liar if I said it wasn't but she hasn't discovered any side effects yet. She works with my mother and a small pharmaceutical company. It's still a bit hush-hush but my mother tells me they've been having some success. It's some sort of derivative based on the same neurological effects as Viagra. I don't know all the technical stuff," confessed Dorie Lou. "You'd have to ask Virginia," replied Sandie, "but the trouble is she might not make any balanced decisions. She's in a terrible state about it, not being able to go with a girl or be a father. Transvestism's a weird thing, I'll never be able to understand it." "But you understand her," countered Dorie Lou. "No, I don't understand her," sighed Sandie, "Well; if I don't understand transvestism, how can I understand Virginia? But I like her; love her even. She's a sweet, considerate creature." "Then ask he,." pressed Dorie Lou, "She can only say no. They're keen to have people with gender dysphoria. If she's agreeable, she can go for tests and stuff can't she?" "I suppose so, where's the harm in asking her. I'll speak to her when I pick her up from hospital." "Good. Let me know. If she says yes, I'll contact this lady." Sandie nodded and drained the last of her coffee before returning to tidying up the clothes rails with renewed vigour. She was pleased when Dorie Lou released her at one o'clock instead of three o'clock and she immediately arranged to collect Virginia. On the subway back to Virginia's flat they chatted about Dorie Lou's offer. "I suppose it's worth a try," mumbled Virginia uncertainly, "Nothing else has worked and if it's free then I could try it." "Well, you'd best call her today. Places on the drug trial are scarce but they apparently want as many varieties of individuals as possible. Gender dysphorics with libido problems caused by hormones are hard to find. They seem quite keen to accept you." "It won't make me all masculine and hairy will it?" wondered Virginia. "I dunn'o', she said it was like Viagra. That's nothing to do with male hormones, cos it can work for women sometimes." Virginia stared at the floor of the subway coach and the wheels seemed to beat a hypnotic tattoo on the rails. 'Give it a go, give it a go, give it a go!' They seemed to be drumming out a clear message. "OK then I will! What the hell, it it's free it wont bankrupt me and if I die well what have I to live for?" "Don't say that!" cried Sandie, "You've got me to live for, an I've got you." Virginia stared long and hard at Sandie. It was hard for her to come to grips with somebody actually caring, somebody who seemed able to see past the transvestism. She swallowed nervously. 'Was she getting in too deep?' Virginia asked herself, 'How could a relationship endure without children; without sex even; at least sex as she understood it to be between boy and girl or man and woman? Would Sandie one day, leave for a 'real man?' This was the eternal question that haunted Virginia's very being. 'Did Sandie love her for her very self? Or was she simply intrigued by Virginia's sexuality, Virginia's transvestism? That could never be the cement to bind a life-long union.' Virginia's silence worried Sandie. She thought Virginia was still contemplating suicide. "Speak to me Vinny, don't just say nothing! Do you love me?" Virginia nodded but to Sandie this just seemed to reinforce any uncertainty. Sandie was a girl, and girls liked to talk. That's how girls bonded and reinforced their relationships. Sandie felt a heavy weight seeming to land with a thud in the pit of her stomach. 'Virginia just didn't seem to care.' Sandie sagged with disappointment and turned to leave. "Well if that's all I mean to you, I might as well, -" "No! Wait! Of course I love you! Don't go! I was just thinking, that's all; just thinking!" "You don't show it. You're a cold fish," stated Sandie flatly, refusing to let her hope rise. "I'm not! It's just that, well, - I mean, what do you see in me? If you want kids and I can't give you any, how is it going to work?" "Well the first thing is to try this woman that Dorie Lou has heard of, this Doctor Wendy." "I don't hold out much hope. My mother has fucked me up good and proper. You've seen the result, Virginia the virgin, Vinny no-balls." "Well we can at least give it a try. I don't think you'll die or anything, so what's to lose!" "We?" queried Virginia, "Where's the 'we'?" "Of course it's 'we'! It affects me as well. If it works, I have your children, if it doesn't work I will still love you but have to try another way to get pregnant. If we are to stay together, it affects me as well." "But you're only seventeen. You're far too young to be considering a permanent relationship. What will you think when you're twenty five, let alone thirty five?" "Let me be the judge of that," declared Sandie adamantly. "Now get on the phone to Dorie Lou. That place on the drugs trial might have already gone." Virginia smiled nervously but took out her phone and tapped in the number. She was mildly surprised that Dorie Lou, a seemingly fuddy-duddy young spinster, seemed to know a lot about transvestite stuff. As she put down the phone, Virginia felt pleasantly reassured. "She says this weekend. Apparently, she's going to see this Doctor Wendy about something, though God knows what. She seemed reluctant to tell me. Apparently, Doctor Wendy's some sort of endocrinologist." "That'll be a change for you love," grinned Sandie, "for once it's not a psychiatrist!" "Yeah, that'll be a first. We'll just have to wait and see. Well I suppose I'd better be going to work." "Work! You've only just come out of hospital!" "I know but the psychiatrist there said I should try and get back into my normal routine. Find a level straight track then once I'm settled, start looking for solutions." "Well, this Doctor Wendy seems like a crack at a 'solution'," finished Sandie. "Yeah, that and all. Come on, let's go." Sandie travelled with Virginia as far as the subway station for Cross Roads, then they parted as Sandie carried on home whilst Virginia went to work. Monday was usually a quiet evening in Cross Roads so Virginia started to busy herself with stocktaking and housekeeping duties. She was surprised at six o'clock to meet Simone slipping in via the back door. "Hello Simone. Surprise, surprise! What's a nice girl like you doing in a joint like this?" grinned Virginia. "Dorie Lou and I want to have a long chat with you after work. Can you come?" "Why not, that'll be about seven thirty. It's usually quiet here and Sian locks up early." "Right, hen you're done, slip through the back. We'll be in the boutique. We're doing some bookkeeping anyway. Half seven it is then." Virginia was intrigued but worried. 'Was she about to lose her modelling job?' she wondered. 'There again, if Dorie and Simone were unhappy, they would have done that when they discovered the truth about her transvestism. It couldn't be that then,' concluded Virginia. After concluding that it was no use trying to puzzle it out, she resumed tidying up until Sian appeared with two coffees and a plate of cookies. After learning of the suicide attempt, Sian was keen to make Virginia smile. The pair settled down on a packing case and munched away as they chatted until the doorbell tinkled. "Gosh,, so late on Monday?" wondered Sian, "Somebody's desperate." Virginia peeped through the door and froze. "Shit! It's my mother. How in the hell did she, -?" Sian knew about Virginia's problems so she put her finger to her lips and whispered. "I'll sort this. You slip out the back!" "Thanks Sian. I owe you one big time." Sian shooed Virginia away as she brushed the crumbs off her twin-set and sallied forth. Virginia's mother was rude and forthright. "Does my son Virginia, work here?" "Good evening madam," countered Sian, determined not to be drawn. "Don't beat about the bush, I said my son Virginia. He's a transsexual." "Well, I must confess madam, as you can see, this is a transvestite's shop. I would hardly be expected to reveal the names of any staff working here. That sort of information must be kept confidential." "Don't play games with me woman! Does he?" "I'm not playing games madam. That information is strictly confidential. If you were to perhaps come here in the late afternoon when all the staff are here, you might recognise him amongst the other staff. That would be the obvious course of action, I would have thought." Virginia's mother snorted impatiently and stalked out. Sian locked up behind her immediately. It was close to eight o'clock and she was now alone in the shop. As the steel security shutters rattled slowly into place she made her final security checks and left. She noticed the lights still on in the boutique and checked things out by phone. "Yes, we're still here. Everything's OK," replied Dorie Lou. Sian drove away whilst Dorie Lou turned again to Virginia. "That was Sian, she saw the lights on and just checked. Now back to business." Virginia was still staring stupidly at Simone after having just learned of Simone's real condition. "You're one of us, a tranny!" Virginia finally gasped. "Exactly," agreed Simone, "and as Dorie Lou say's, we are husband and wife." Virginia fell into a thoughtful silence again then finally spoke. "So, - so it can work then, - these, - these relationships." "These marriages," corrected Dorie Lou to reinforce the facts for Virginia's digestion. "Simone and I are actually husband and wife. And more importantly, I'm pregnant by Simone. She's the father!" "What!!" squealed Virginia. "I'm the father," repeated Simone, "I've got a fully functioning cock and balls." Virginia stared long and hard at the crotch of Simone's leggings under her ra-ra skirt and frowned. "You're wearing a cache then." "No. my crotch is normally as smooth as any RG's." Virginia fell silent again as she recollected all the little signals she had missed. How Simone and Dorie had been so understanding of Virginia's own painful secret. How they often seemed to touch each other and share little smiles. Virginia had put it down to the close sibling affection of two blood sisters but now it was all making sense. 'Siblings weren't usually that close and affectionate.' Now she also realised how and why, Dorie Lou knew so much about endocrinology and treatments for transsexualism. 'Of course! Simone was one of the transsexuals in the drugs trial! It was nothing to do with Dorie Lou!' As this realisation drilled its way home, Virginia's attentions now cantered entirely upon Simone. "So, you can, - you know, - service Dorie like a real boy?" "And some," added Dorie Lou for good measure as Simone nodded with a smile. "When can I start?" begged Virginia. "Like we agreed," replied Simone, "I see Doctor Wendy next Friday and you're also booked in." Virginia felt a tiny whisper of hope growing from somewhere deep within her and her tummy sagged with nervous anticipation. She stood up and turned uncertainly to Dorie Lou then to Simone. She did not know which one to hug first. The pair recognised Virginia's confusion so they both stood up and reached around her. The three stood embracing for long moments before Simone finally broke the spell. "Come on. Coffee I think. You've got a full morning's modelling booked and we want you looking your best." The three secured the boutique and stepped along the sidewalk to their usual venue. The coffee shop owner glanced up. "Working late tonight girls." "The three nodded and ordered their usual drinks. Neither Simone nor Virginia saw Dorie Lou slip the libido drug into Simone's coffee as she collected them from the counter. After a short while, Simone began to feel, 'uncomfortable' and was adjusting the swelling in her leggings. Virginia's eyes widened as she recognised the obvious shape of a splendid erection growing in Simone's leggings. "Oh my God!" she whispered, "Is that for real?" Simone nodded a little self-consciously then motioned anxiously to Dorie Lou. Soon they were making their way home with one very intrigued Virginia in tow. Dorie Lou was driving while poor Simone was fidgeting and squirming as she addressed the swollen and seemingly very demanding arrival in Simone's leggings. Virginia could not take her eyes off Simone's swollen crotch. In the car they chatted as Dorie Lou explained the set up at their apartment. "We live with two other young ladies, named Mary and Sandra. They are good friends of ours and we share everything together." So saying, Dorie Lou nodded significantly towards the wriggling Simone and smiled. "We'd best be getting on. Simone seems to be very needy." "I'll say," gasped Virginia as she reached over from the back seat and gently stroked Simone's cheek. "Are you all right dear?" Simone nodded and smiled wanly but it was obvious her mind was elsewhere. Her hands were gently massaging the lump in her leggings as her hips squirmed and humped. Virginia warned her affectionately. "Be careful darling, you'll come in your knickers." Dorie Lou giggled softly. "She can't do that. She can only come inside a girl's pussy. That's what she's programmed for. Tonight it will be mine first." "Yours first! Why who else is, -? Oh!" Virginia suddenly realised that the other two ladies must also enjoy Simone's services. Virginia smiled as her eyes widened with surprise. 'Here indeed was a whole new world opening up, a world beyond the club and its desperate clamour, a world of privacy and contented souls.' Then Dorie Lou slipped out of the traffic and picked her way down a ramp into an underground car park below a large apartment block. Virginia took in the signs. 'Somebody somewhere had money because this apartment block was expensive. Apartments with their own private parking slots in the city centre did not come cheap.' The trio entered the lift with Simone still squirming and mewling softly then they finally entered the apartment. Mary and Sandra were preparing dinner and they turned as one when Virginia appeared in the doorway. Dorie Lou made the introductions while Simone slipped immediately into the bedroom. Virginia caught the knowing smiles on Sandra and Mary's faces as their eyes followed Simone's squirming, wiggling butt. Dorie Lou then explained that Virginia was the model from the boutique. Mary grinned and reached out to embrace Virginia as she kissed her on the lips. "Why Dorie Lou's right. You are beautiful. Have you come to join the party?" Virginia was a little unsettled by the question so Dorie Lou intervened. "I'm afraid Virginia's spoken for, so she'll not be indulging unless she chooses to. Virginia's life choices have been limited by hormones." "Meaning what?" asked Sandra. "Meaning. Virginia can't uhm' service we girls." As Virginia blushed with embarrassment and shame, Mary's smile turned to sympathy. "Oh dear, you poor darling, so you'll just be an observer." Virginia nodded regretfully but Mary reached out again and gave her a second hug. "Never mind darling, just sharing the bed will be fun if you decided to join us. D'you want to see the bed?" Virginia's curiosity still overcame her embarrassment and she nodded cautiously. "Look after the dinner will you Dorie Lou," called Mary. "Yes, d'you want some OJ?" "Yes, why not?" replied Sandra as they turned again to Virginia. Mary and Sandra led Virginia into the room where Simone had recently gone and revealed poor Simone lying naked and expectant on the bed sporting a spectacular erection. Mary grinned and sat on the bed beside Simone as she explained to Virginia. "Simone will be like this until the morning, it takes at least five or six orgasms before she can even sleep tonight. She's a sex machine but we love her." Virginia's eyes widened part in hope and part in curiosity. "Will I become like her?" "We don't know. Are you on the same hormone regime as Simone." "No, that's why I'm going to see Doctor Wendy." "Oh so nothing for you tonight then, well, never mind, early days yet. Once Doctor Wendy has seen you and if she can do anything for you, you'll have the same fun as Simone." Whilst Mary explained, Dorie Lou laid the table and added an extra place for Virginia. She set out the places and poured out the OJ before calling everybody in to dinner. Poor Simone sighed wistfully and slipped on a loose dressing gown to join them. The meal was served and Dorie Lou took her place as the four girls toasted Virginia's arrival. Naturally, Dorie Lou had drugged all the orange juices but had only put the tiniest of doses in Virginia's. It was just enough to get her little clitty hard but without growing. Dorie Lou did not want to cause Virginia any pain or permanent damage. By the time the meal was over the four friends had realised that the usual strange coincidental synergy had descended on their circle. Mary and Sandra both felt the delightful but strange urges to have their female parts filled whilst Simone, who's orange juice had not been dosed, (Dorie Lou did not want to overload Simone's libido), was still enjoying the enduring erection that so overtook her senses whenever these occasions arrived. Dorie Lou had also dosed herself so she was primed and eager. The strangest reaction was however poor Virginia. Her tiny little bud had grown hard and was now demanding to be somehow assuaged of its demands. Virginia found herself squeezing her thighs together and desperately wanting to somehow finger her little friend. The trouble was, they were still finishing off the meal and it would have somehow seemed churlish to leave the table and fling herself on the huge bed in the next room. Virginia found herself squirming surreptitiously at first but as the need grew in her tiny little bud she became distressed. The hardness in her useless little bud that had caused her bud to stiffen seemed to be growing inwards until she could feel a distinct and somewhat painful sort of 'compression' behind her obstinate little bud. Suddenly Virginia let out a squeak of surprise followed by a soft whimper of painful distress. "Oh! I, - I seem to be having some sort of, - I don't know. It's inside me, inside my little, - my little, - my little girly! Oh -oh, I felt that! It's Oh heck! I gott'a go, where's the can?" Suppressing a knowing smile, Dorie Lou, motioned to the bedroom. "It's the door through there. It's an en-suite." "Thanks!" gasped Virginia as she minced urgently through the bedroom and past the bed as she squeezed her thighs together and forced her finger against the pee-hole in her bud." "What's gotten into her?" wondered Simone. "I think she's been turned on by the atmosphere. All those female pheromones," suggested Dorie Lou. "Yeah, and some," gasped Sandra as her own needs took control. Mary nodded fervently as she pushed her own chair back and motioned her head to the bedroom. "Oh God, I don't believe this," gasped Simone. "It's happening again. What the hell sets all this stuff off?" It was the first time any of Dorie Lou's flatmates had ever expressed any curiosity about the strange coincidences but Dorie Lou realised things were coming to a head. Eventually as the coincidences persisted, the others would work stuff out. For now though, their ignorance was bliss, utter bliss. That bliss, quickly transferred itself to the bedroom and soon the four girls were indulging their delights. Then as they giggled and sighed under the huge communal duvet, they heard the squealing coming from the bathroom. The four stopped and hesitated as Simone expressed the question in all of their minds. "D'you think Virginia's OK? I mean, - is that pleasure or pain she feeling?" Dorie Lou had a mild stab of conscience and slid out of bed. She tapped softly on the bathroom door and whispered. "Are you OK in there Vinny?" There was a moment's silence then Virginia's voice rasped huskily. "I, - I think so. Something weird's happening." "D'you want any help? Shall I come in?" There was another pause before Virginia stepped unsteadily towards the door and slipped the lock. She pulled back the door to confront Dorie Lou with only her panties fallen around her ankles. Dorie Lou's eyes widened appreciatively then immediately fell upon Virginia's glistening golden haired pubis. "What's wrong darling? What's happening?" Virginia's fingers slipped again into the soft golden thatch as her needs demanded and she gasped with embarrassment as her knees sagged. Between stentorian breaths she found enough energy to explain but she had to collapse back to sit on the pan. Dorie Lou stepped forward and knelt down to determine exactly what was happening. As Virginia's fingers diddled urgently on her boy clitty Dorie Lou moved closer. "Just what's the matter love? Are you horny or something?" "Horny!" gasped Virginia as she squirmed licentiously on the lavatory lid. "Of course I'm horny. It's gone, - I dunn'o, It's gone as hard as a button, feel it!" Without the slightest inhibition, for her needs had driven her crazy with lust, Virginia grabbed Dorie Lou's fingers and dragged then down to her mons. "Feel that, - just feel it. It's like a granite pebble. What's wrong with me?" Dorie Lou's educated fingers 'tested' Virginia's clitty and recognised its condition. Unable to grow and absorb the blood pumping into her atrophied vascular channels, Virginia's clitty had instead, responded in the only way possible; namely by growing extra hard. Dorie Lou realised that Virginia needed relieving and quickly. She was whimpering with a bizarre mixture of pleasure and pain. Dorie Lou quickly assumed control. "You need a blow job to clear you out girl. Come to bed. I'll give you one." Virginia gaped stupidly at Dorie Lou. "A blow job!" she squeaked with surprise, "I've never had a blow job!" "Yes girl, I can tell that. Have you ever shot your wad?" Virginia wagged her head woefully as she whispered 'no'. "I thought so, Virginia by name, Virgin by nature. Come on girl, your tubes need blowing through. Now come on, into bed with you. Now!" Virginia frowned nervously then shrugged her shoulders. She had tried masturbating with her fingers but there was no relief. 'Anything would be better than the frustration of having a stiffy but not being able to relieve it.' She reached up unsteadily for Dorie Lou who placed an arm over her shoulder and walked her gently towards the bed. Simone, Mary and Sandra watched curiously as the naked Virginia hobbled towards the bed with her long slender thighs squeezed together in a futile effort to somehow assuage the torment in her clitty. They made space at the side as Dorie Lou grunted with the effort of gently laying Virginia down on the bed. "Is she OK?" asked Simone. "I think so," replied Dorie Lou, "she just needs to pop her cherry." "Her cherry!" chorused the other three incredulously. "Yeah, I doubt she's ever been able to shoot her dust before. That's what's wrong with her now. Come on now, give me some room, and let the dog see the rabbit." Simone, Mary and Sandra squeezed up together as Dorie Lou gently spread Virginia's legs apart then bent down to apply her knowledgeable lips and tongue to the source of Virginia's complications. Gently, she slid her thumbs into the soft golden thatch and parted it to reveal a, red, swollen set of fake labia as large as a brazil nut. Dorie Lou gently parted the wrinkled folds to reveal the hard little bud about the size of a hazel nut. Virginia mewled and squeaked as she felt the soft wet tongue probe her bud. Dorie Lou immediately felt the tension in Virginia's thighs slacken as her tongue gently 'rasped' the defenceless bud and then slowly probed further to the wrinkled little prune that should have been Virginia's scrotum had she been allowed to develop satisfactorily from boyhood. Virginia didn't know it, but Dorie Lou was performing a crude medical check with her tongue. As she gently pressed her lips together around the 'little prune', Dorie Lou felt the two tiny pea-sized objects that should have been her testicles. 'Well at least she hasn't been castrated,' thought Dorie Lou, 'though only Doctor Wendy could decide if there was any hope of recovery to full male fertility.' After having established Virginia's situation, Dorie Lou returned to the swollen red 'Brazil nut' and started gently sucking and tugging with her tongue and lips. Virginia became demented with lust and started wailing as her hips pumped urgently. Simone, Mary and Sandra recognised that Dorie Lou now had a bucking bronco by the clitty and she needed attendants to secure the horse or its rider would be 'thrown'. Carefully, the three friends moved around the bed and positioned themselves to gently restrain Virginia as Dorie Lou worked her magical lips and tongue. Just like a wild mustang being 'gentled' Virginia came to realise that the restraining hands were actually helping her. She could now respond with all the vigour she possessed yet knowing that the delightful 'creature' attached to her clitoris would remain there and serve her every need. Virginia now abandoned all inhibition and humped furiously as she sang her anthem of delight. Soon Dorie Lou sensed the moment was approaching. She noticed that the clitty had changed it's shape ever so slightly as the first vestiges of a bell started to emerge wet and slippery from under the thick hood of Virginia's clitoris. Dorie Lou recognised the primordial vestige of a little boy's glans. With renewed vigour she concentrated on this delightful visitor until Virginia released a scream of ecstasy and suddenly released a thin weak spurt of clear liquid from the eye of the little glans. It did not ejaculate like the forceful jet that escaped Simone's delightful cock but Dorie Lou recognised that it was a beginning. She sucked hard on the clitty and extracted a second feeble dribble before Virginia wailed piteously and begged for mercy. "Enough! Enough! I've come! I've come! Oh my God! I've come!!" Dorie Lou was not finished yet though. She gave one hard final suck on Virginia's clitty and then squeezed hard with her lips as though to 'crimp' Virginia's thick rubbery hood around the base of her glans. Then, when Dorie Lou finally sat up and smiled, the other girls could see quite clearly that Virginia had a distinctly male glans peeping out from under her clitty hood. Finally Dorie Lou slipped into the bathroom and spat the fluid from Virginia's clitty into one of Simone's little sample jars. Doctor Wendy would want to study the emission for any potential to fertility. The rest of that evening was spent in the usual orgy of delight shared between Sandra, Mary, Dorie Lou and Simone. Poor Virginia's libido was spent after one single orgasmic emission. Not for her yet the stupendous stamina that accompanied Simone's spectacular libido. She was forced to simply lie amongst the revellers and hope for things that might be, if this wonderful miracle worker, Doctor Wendy could possible achieve something. Virginia was desperately hopeful but not expecting much. Everything she had tried before had turned her hopes to ashes. Eventually all the lovers were satiated and a calm settled over the bed. Virginia found herself secretively fingering Simone's unbelievable erection that was mainly buried deep inside Dorie Lou's sex. Only the base was exposed but even that single inch of flesh remained hard all night. By morning, Virginia was hopeful of some sort of treatment but jealous of Simone, especially when Simone carefully slipped her erection out of Dorie Lou and padded softly across the bedroom to the bathroom. Virginia stared stupidly at the scimitar of flesh growing out from under Simone's soft, rounded feminine belly and she decided to join Simone in the bathroom. Simone had noticed Virginia's curiosity and deliberately left the bathroom door ajar. Virginia recognised the invitation and she slipped into the bathroom as Simone was stepping into the shower cubicle. "Doesn't it go soft?" whispered Virginia. "Not yet," smiled Simone, "it usually goes down after breakfast." "So why do you shower now if you can still have sex with the girls?" "I'm not showering, declared Simone as she slipped her short dressing gown off and stepped totally naked into the shower. "What are you doing?" asked Virginia. "Peeing," declared Simone, "I always want to pee in the morning, especially if I've been servicing the girls. The problem is, I can't make her bend down to point into the pan and it sprays everywhere. Can you pass me that shower cap?" Virginia did as asked then peeped curiously as she heard Simone's pee begin to splash. "Oh my God, talk about the fountains of Rome! Is it always like that?" "No, normally, my pee-pee looks just like a clitoris. You can't see any of it under the hood. I'll show you after I've cleaned up and checked if the girls want any more sex." Virginia stared mesmerized until Simone completed urinating then they shared a brief shower without washing their hair. Finally, Simone washed down the shower cubicle and left the whole place clean. As they patted each other down, Virginia expressed her hopes and asked Simone's opinion about her hopes of fatherhood and erections. "I don't know," replied Simone, "only Doctor Wendy can answer that, come on, lets check on the girls." In the bedroom, only Mary fancied any more sex so Dorie Lou and Sandra slipped into the shower, while Virginia joined Simone in the bed and took lessons. After Mary had satisfied herself, she thanked Simone and joined the others in the shower while Simone and Virginia prepared breakfast. Virginia peppered Simone with questions. "They use you like some sort of stallion at stud. Don't you mind?" "Hey, don't knock it girl," giggled Simone, "I get all the fun I can handle." Virginia grinned and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose so, it's just, well I would like just to have a long term relationship with one girl." "And that is?" finished Simone. "You know; Sandie," answered Virginia. "What does she say?" "Oh we love each other to pieces, but she wants children and I don't know if I'm able yet." Simone's smile softened sympathetically. She decided not to mention that she had already made five girls pregnant. That would be twisting any knife in Virginia's heart. Instead she pulled Virginia towards her and gently kissed her on the cheek. "Let's hope Doctor Wendy can do something," she whispered. Simone nodded gratefully and savoured the kiss as the girls appeared. "Oh, oh," chirped Sandra, "turning gay are we?" Simone was utterly at ease with her own sexuality and grinned easily. "Don't be jealous darling. You might want to share Virginia one day." Dorie Lou and Sandra grinned as they all sat down to breakfast then Dorie Lou stood up with the coffee pot in her hand. "This is a bit cold, I'll just go and add some more hot water." Virginia was puzzled. She had only just made the coffee. "Oh, sorry, I'll go and do it, I've just made it." Dorie Lou grabbed the coffee pot and stepped quickly into the kitchen. Virginia was a little put out. 'There was no need to be so brusque about it', she thought, 'I would have willingly done it.' Of course, Dorie Lou had used it as an excuse to get the remedial drugs into their drinks or the whole group would have been going around all day with urgent demands coursing through their libidos. Once in the kitchen, Dorie Lou remade the coffee then quickly slipped the antidote into the pot and returned. However, Virginia had innocently followed Dorie Lou into the kitchen and noticed Dorie Lou slip the powder into the coffee. At the time she said nothing but made a note to ask Dorie Lou about it at a more opportune time. When Dorie Lou poured out the coffees and happily drank her own Virginia concluded that whatever it was, it could do little harm. She drank her coffee and decided to bide her time. By the time they were ready to go to work, everybody's libido had returned to normal, except of course that Virginia's little clitty now sported the first vestigial sign of a tiny little glans peeping out from her clitty hood. Unfortunately, it was hypersensitive and Virginia began to notice the delightful feelings every time her silky panties wedged up into her mons. Several times every hour, she found herself fiddling with her panties to disengage her clitty-glans from the tight embrace of silky panty. By lunch time Virginia had finally made the connection between the powder which Dorie Lou had slipped into the coffee pot and her own inexplicably horny condition. Virginia concluded that Dorie Lou was using some sort of 'Spanish Fly' type aphrodisiac. Virginia had a mind like a bear trap. At three o'clock in the afternoon as Dorie Lou made coffee in the kitchenette Virginia had a chance to tackle Dorie Lou about the powder in the morning coffee. "Oh that!" shrugged Dorie Lou deceitfully, "It's just a vitamin derivative for Simone and me. I add it to the coffee because it's good for all of us. I'm sorry if you're upset, I didn't think about you." Virginia gave Dorie Lou an 'old look'. Throughout her childhood Virginia had been forced to take 'vitamins' but had learned too late about all the bullshit. By the time Virginia had realised what the 'vitamins' were; her cruel mother and sister had locked her into womanhood. "I don't believe you. I think it was Spanish fly or something like it. That stuff's dangerous." "Oh don't be silly Virginia," protested Dorie Lou, "You don't seriously think I would endanger our lives do you? It was just some vitamin powders." "I've never heard of vitamins being administered through morning coffee. That's a total pile of horseshit! Come on," demanded Virginia, "Fess up! What was it?" Dorie Lou realised she was cornered but she stuck to her guns. "Well if you don't believe me, then you don't trust me. Perhaps you shouldn't come with us to see Doctor Wendy." "On the contrary, I'm determined to meet Doctor Wendy. I'm convinced that powder has something to do with our orgy last night. I've never seen a cock like Simone's. One minute Simone's like a virgin schoolgirl with a girl's clitoris, the next minute she's sprouted a stiffy and she's rigged like a stallion. That's just too freaky!" Dorie Lou shrugged her shoulders and turned to drink her coffee. "Think what you like then. I tell you it was a special vitamin derivative." Dorie Lou was in part telling the truth; the libido drugs were indeed part vitamin derived. There was however, a whole host of other stuff in the powders that Dorie Lou would never understand. She was neither chemist not doctor. Virginia realised she was going to get nowhere so she picked up her coffee then frowned as she glared suspiciously at Dorie Lou. "This one's not got 'vitamins' in it, has it?" "No!" sapped Dorie Lou irritably, "Just flippin' drink it!" Virginia wagged her head and smiled ironically. 'Whatever the powder had been, it hadn't harmed Dorie, Simone, Sandra or Mary.' She nibbled her biscuit and sipped her coffee while Dorie Lou browsed at the account books. Virginia decided to lighten things up and asked casually about the accounts. Dorie Lou was still on edge and replied unnecessarily aggressively. "Oh don't worry about the accounts, your job's quite safe. You're happy with your commissions aren't you?" Virginia had to admit she was. Since finding work in Dorie Lou's boutique, her earnings had improved immeasurably. She decided not to pursue the subject and finished her coffee in one final gulp. Their eyes met meaningfully over Virginia's cup and Dorie Lou recognised the act as a tacit admission by Virginia that she was prepared to continue trusting Dorie Lou but she was alert to the drugs issue. Dorie Lou realised that her brief reign as controller might have to shortly end. She had not missed the other girl's comments about peculiar coincidences regarding their sexual urges and things were obviously coming to a head. As Virginia sashayed out of the little kitchenette, Dorie Lou watched her provocative hips swaying then stuffed the account books into her bag. She and Simone were seeing the accountant at four and would have to leave Sandie and Jeanette to lock up. Dorie Lou relaxed as she heard Virginia leave via the back door through the yard to start her evening shift in 'Cross Roads'. As she stood up to leave, Simone appeared and smiled. "Oh. Good, you've got the books. I thought you'd forgotten. We're a bit late." They left immediately knowing that Sandie and Jeanette were totally reliable about locking up. It was only that Monday that they had given both girls a set of keys each to open the shop. Sandie and Jeanette felt a brief flush of pride. It was the first time anybody had trusted them with responsibility and they would make sure the shop was properly secured. Dorie Lou and Simone were pleased to learn that their figures were right. The boutique was doing well and the accountant expressed his views. "Well ladies, the first month's been unusually successful. It usually takes a year or more for a small retail outlet to get where you've got. Whatever you're doing, keep it up." The pair left feeling elated and reassured so they stopped by in their regular caf? to find Jeanette alone. "Where's Sandie?" asked Simone. Jeanette smiled as she replied. "She's stopped by in 'Cross Roads' to see Virginia. Are they an item now?" finished Jeanette. Dorie Lou nodded and the three smiled agreeably as they chatted about plans for the boutique. In 'Cross Roads' Sandie joined Virginia and they embraced eagerly as Sian smiled happily for them. The beginning of the week was invariably fairly quiet so they busied themselves arranging the displays until some customers arrived. Sian left Virginia and Sandie to serve them. Pretty girls with bright cheerful smiles could usually squeeze more out of a deal than Sians matronly manner. Sian just worked the till and kept track of the cash flow. By eight o'clock, Sian reckoned that Cross Roads might just have broken even against costs but Mondays and Tuesdays were always slow. The business was not as successful as Sian had hoped and she racked her brains to find new ways to improve turnover. End of Chapter Seventeen - To Be Continued - Feedback & Comments Appreciated