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This is my first story so be gentle with me. I appreciate feedback but please be nice. One caveat, there is a lot of unprotected sex, but it's critical to the storyline. This is fiction, girlfriends, please be careful out there in real life. Sisters stick together By Amy B Michael was just about finished transforming into Michelle. Shoulder length black wig, hoop earrings, over the months with her roommate Katie she was able to perfect her own makeup and felt good about that. Eyebrows shaded chestnut and waxed, earth toned eyeshadow with a little bit of pink but nothing too over the top, black liquid eyeliner with a little cat-eye upswing (the liquid was really tough, she thought she'd never get it right, but here I am she thought, putting it on like a pro), long black mascara over both the top and bottom lashes. She even used the eyelash curler without putting her eye out. Concealer, pressed powder, loose powder, bronzer, a little blush on the cheeks and finally, lips lined and filled in a somewhat tame hue... somewhat, and a quick pucker and a little gloss. Wow. Looking in the mirror she couldn't believe she'd come so far so fast. She owed most of it to Katie. Katie was one of Mike's girlfriend Linda's friends and she, Linda, Mike and Sally and Jenna were all roommates. They were all Linda's friends and Mike sort of inherited them when he moved in. They all got along for the most part. Sally and Jenna still had that college sorority girl in them and were a bit wilder than Katie and Linda, but they rarely fought, and when they did it was usually about clothes. Speaking of clothes- the outfit: A smart, short amethyst necklace, sleeveless black top with a scoop neck and little corset-like strings on the sides, black and pink Victoria's secret bra, 36C with some silicone falsies so well placed you really could never tell, charcoal grey six panel pleated skirt, more than a bit on the short side, black and pink panties that matched the bra, and black, back seamed, Cuban heel stay up thigh-highs. Three coats of bubble gum pink polish on her toes and some stick-on french manicure fake nails, a tennis bracelet and a couple rings rounded out the outfit. She had graduated from -loud slutty, I scream guy in a dress tranny- with over the top blue eyeshadow and hooker red lipstick to 'I could go to a club and look better than some of those real girl skanks' hot, and she had Katie to thank for all of that. Katie spotted the Michelle in Michael almost right away. His mannerisms, how interested he always was when the girls were talking shoes and clothes, the way he watched almost spellbound when Linda put on makeup. She didn't want to spook him so one day she confronted him when they were both alone in the house. Much to his surprise, not only was she gentle and understanding, she was actually encouraging. She said, "if you're gonna do this, do it right. You don't wanna go out there and get beat up." This was his biggest fear. She never said why she took him under her wing, but he secretly thought maybe someone close to her was a tranny and DID get beaten up. A brother perhaps. She just knew right away. How did she know? Linda's job had her traveling a lot. Truth be told, Linda was sort of carrying the other girls she worked for a pharmaceutical company and made bank, while the rest of the girls were struggling or floundering to try to get their careers off the ground. So while they were all roommates, there was no mistake whose amazing 3 bedroom penthouse apartment it was, and who the alpha dog was in the pack - Linda. Katie had her own room and that's where Michael kept 'Michelle', Sally and Jenna shared a room and Mike and Linda had the master bedroom. On Saturdays when Linda was gone, Mike and Katie would get dressed up and go out. At first she was scared and nervous. What if I get made she thought, but Katie assured her that she looked hot and the catcalls and whistles from the guys boosted her ego as well. Still, she usually only went to gay clubs on their 'ladies night'. This was an ego boost too. A lot of the other girls complimented her. Secretly she cattily thought 'I look better than all these bitches' and truth be told she probably did. With her 5'6" body and 150 pound frame, he was a little on the short side for a guy, but totally average height for a girl. His small hands and what he called his 'little girl's feet' at about an 8 ? made things easy too. Speaking of feet, we forgot to tell you about the shoes didn't we. Linda had a walk-in closet and a shoe collection that would make Imelda Marcos jealous enough to kick a Pomeranian across the room. As luck would have it, Mike, and the girls were all the same shoe size. Okay Sally wore a 9 but could still get into an 8 ? depending on who made the shoe. Unfortunately Linda was a bit territorial with her shoes, and this was the cause of almost all of the few arguments in this otherwise tranquil home. She was always happy to lend a pair, as long as you asked first and didn't just go in and take, and you had to return them promptly and undamaged, free from puke or cum stains (Sally and Jenna, I'm looking at you), and of course there were a handful of 'top shelf' shoes that were to be only for Linda. Everyone knew the rules, and everyone understood the rules...unfortunately, not everyone followed the rules. This Saturday was no different and even Michelle was no exception. The 4 ? inch black Mary Janes were just perfect with the pleated skirt. It gave it sort of a naughty schoolgirl feel. Even though Linda was adamant, and had in fact accused the girls of wearing her prized heels one Monday after a long trip. After everyone denied wearing them, even though they all knew it was Jenna, Linda said she promised whoever pinched those heels next would be sorry. But that was a few weeks ago and Michelle was pretty sure one of the 'glitter twins' - as she and Katie liked to call Sally and Jenna behind their backs, as they spent most of their nights in the clubs and most of their days sleeping - one of them had worn them since the edict and nothing happened. It was 6 p.m. so Sally and Jenna wouldn't be up for several more hours. This was perfect for Katie and Michelle to play dress up and prance before they went out. Well, here goes Michelle thought. she tip-toed in her stocking feet to Linda's closet, found the shoes on a top shelf near the back, almost hidden, on purpose she thought. Someone would really have to go out of their way to nick these puppies. She pranced out of the closet and into the light and admired her catch. These are so perfect she thought. Slowly, daintily she slid an arched foot and pointed toe into one, and then the other. She fastened the buckles on the Mary Jane straps and pranced over to the full length mirror to get a look. Perfect she thought. "What are you doing!" exclaimed Katie. "You know you're not supposed to wear those. You're gonna get us all in trouble." "Don't worry Katie, Linda's bark is worse than her bite." But she and Katie knew that just wasn't true. And almost as if she overheard it, no sooner did the words come out of her mouth - something strange began to happen. The shoes fit perfect, but just then, they seemed to tighten all around. Not in a painful way, but snug, very snug, like the Kegel ecercised muscles of a vagina flexing around a hard cock. Then a pinprick- first on the left heel, then on the right. "Ooooh, youch," Michelle exclaimed. She was surprised at how feminine and high pitched her scream was. Then she felt woozy and kinda groggy and passed out. She woke up a few minutes later with Katie lightly slapping her face and Jenna and Sally half awake in their pajamas all standing over her. "Is that Mike!" Jenna exclaimed. "No I think it's Mike's sister," Sally said. Sally was blonde, and a bit on the vapid side. "Oh my god yes it is Mike!" Jenna said again. "What the fuck?" When Michelle passed out, Katie got scared and didn't know what to do and screamed for help, loud enough to wake the hibernating glimmer twins. Well that's great. His secret was out. As Michelle came to there was at first a mix of confusion, and then panic as he saw the girls. "Please don't tell Linda," he begged. Jenna and Sally looked at each other and smiled, whispered back and forth to each other for a few minutes, then looked back and said something totally unexpected. "We've always liked you Mike, and you do so much around here to make Linda happy, and cover for us and keep us out of trouble." said Jenna. "We always thought of you as like an older brother and figured you felt the same, that's why you never hit on us, even when we'd come home drunk and horny when Linda was away, you always kept the high ground," said Sally. "Now though, it's even better," said Jenna. "Now we're all sisters!" they both said in unison. "Of course we won't tell Linda," said Sally. "What do we call you? Do you have a name?" said Jenna. "You look hot by the way." said Sally. If Michelle weren't already sitting on the floor propped against the bed you could have knocked him over with a feather. "M-mm-Michelle," he mumbled back to his new sisters. "Great!" they chimed back in unison. "So where do you keep your clothes?" "So we can borrow them?" "If your wardrobe's anything like the outfit you've got on now I think you might be missing a few things from your closet soon," "Speaking of closet- Linda's gonna kill you for wearing those shoes!" said Jenna. "They do look great with that skirt though," Sally said, and all the girls nodded in agreement. Oh shit the shoes. What just happened. "Yeah, how did you pass out?" Jenna said. "Are you drinking this early?" Just then the phone rang. They still had one of those digital answering machines that piped the message giver out loud when the machine picked up. "Hello giiirrllls," a familiar voice chimed. They all froze in their tracks. It was Linda. And she was using her calm, and collected voice, so everybody knew she was really pissed off. "I see from my indicator that someone has once again broken one of the very few rules I have in this house," They all simultaneous looked down at Michelle's feet. "Thanks to the combined research with my pharmaceutical company and a tech firm, we're about to get an experimental government research contract. And all of that technology and research is about to make for a very busy night for one of you girls." "Let me guess, you put on the shoes and they got real tight, and you felt a pinprick in both heels, like stepping on a tack, right?" Michelle nodded, and strangely Sally nodded too. "The shoes have a bio-sensor in them and now they cannot be removed unless I unlock them... or if certain well....'things' happen. Now I am coming home tomorrow morning so I will catch red-handed whoever my latest shoe bandit is." Michelle's heart dropped, and all the girls looked genuinely worried as well, for her... and themselves. They knew when Linda went on the warpath, no one was immune or safe. Usually only Mike could calm her down with a good pussy licking... but now he was the one in trouble. "Unless..." What, wait, there was an unless? Unless what? You could hear the hands on the clock in the kitchen moving it was so quiet as the four girls waited with baited breath to hear the way out of this mess. "Unless your body receives the semen of five different men, with five different DNA's. Oral, anal, vaginal, whatever, as long as it goes in your body, it counts. Then the bio sensor recognizes this, the grip loosens and the shoes should pop right off. Oh and I even helped you out too... those pin-pricks... there's a syrette embedded in the heel that just injected one lucky girl with a pheromone solution which has proven in clinical tests to make you crave and desire cock. I guess you could say it makes you cock hungry, bon appetite! Oh and by the way, I did this last week but it was only one load that was required, so whoever that was, you lucked out girlie. Maybe you bitches can team up and help your sisters out. It doesn't matter how it goes in or who procures it, the girl in the shoes has to get it in her system. Good luck. Ha ha ha." Click. Holy shit, did that just happen? That can't be for real. Quickly Michelle reached down to try to unbuckle the shoe, Katie was quick to try on the other foot. Nothing. Wouldn't budge. Then Jenna and Sally tried to physically pull them off her feet. Still nothing. Michelle started to cry. Sally started to sympathetically cry with her. Jenna and Katie were more practical. "Stop your crying you're gonna ruin your makeup," Jenna said. "We could cut them off," Katie suggested. Everyone just glared back in disapproval and how bad of an idea that was. "Okay okay." "So who wore the shoes last week?" Katie glared at Sally and Jenna. Sally sheepishly bowed her head down and pointed to herself. "Well how'd you get 'em off Sally? Think." "I don't know. I came back from the bar, I was a little tipsy, called for a pizza and while I waited everyone was gone so I wanted to see what they looked like with my red dress you know. They looked cute, but they like 'bit' me and I thought it was because my feet were too big and I didn't wanna stretch 'em out so I tried to take them off but they wouldn't budge." "Well you're not wearing them now, they must have come off somehow," Jenna scorned. "Yeah, yeah, that's right. The doorman buzzed the pizza guy up and I had left the door open. So I'm shaking my feet trying to shake these shoes off I'm so drunk, I turn around and see Dave, the cute 19 year old pizza boy we always tease. He's standing there with his jaw dropped as usual and I dunno, I walk right up to him, drop to my knees, undo his pants and suck him off with one of the best blowjobs I've given in my life, and not to brag, but I give pretty smokin head. He stood there with the pizza thing in one hand and one hand behind my head and just shot down my throat like that. It was awesome, it was like candy, and then like right after, the shoes loosened up and I slipped them right off." Everyone stood in wide eyed anxiety as she told the tale. "So it is true," Jenna chimed in. "No wonder I got a free extra large last night," "So did I," said Sally. "Oh wait, I don't think we're talking about the same thing." "Focus girls," Katie chortled. "Now our sister needs our help. Michelle I'm sorry, but unless you want to feel the wrath of Linda, you have to take five loads of come before tomorrow morning and there's no two ways around it." Panic ran through Michelle. She wasn't gay, she'd never sucked a cock or been anywhere near a penis except her own, but she knew what Katie said was true. "Fuck it," she said, "I'll just take my licks tomorrow. It beats giving my licks tonight right?" "No Michelle, she'll kick you out and then we're all fucked, or even worse she'll punish you, and all of us for just being here. You have to let us help. You don't know what she's capable of." There was a twinge of fear and panic in the girls that was equal to or greater than Michelle's. What happened to them when they were in College together? Why and how does Linda have such a hold on them and instill such gripping fear? "Well what do you ladies suggest? I mean there's no drive thru sperm bank open at this hour, and I don't think I'm up for back alley blowjobs behind a dumpster without killing myself first." "I got it!" Jenna said. She whispered to Sally and they both giggled and nodded and smiled and squeezed each other's hands. "We'll go to Havana, that hot Latin night club. We always get VIP and they have private rooms in there." Michelle exclaimed, "I'm not sucking dick. You can dress it up all you want, maybe the club is nice and the guys are cute, but I still can't do it." In the back of her mind Michelle wondered why she said something about cute guys. Since when did she notice whether a guy was cute or not? "No no no that's the beauty part - We blow these guys right, keep the cum in our mouth and lean over and give you a hot lesbian kiss and pass the stuff to you. Me and Katie will suck off two guys each, Katie you blow one." "Okay." said Katie. Eager to help and more than a little excited to go to a real club and not a drag club for a change. "Wait wait wait Michelle said - can't you just, I dunno, spit it all into vials or one big cup and I can drink it down with a half a bottle of vodka?" "Umm, not to be pushy honey but... we're helping YOU out here," Jenna said. "Do you want our help or don't you? The club doesn't get hopping till 10 or 12 and we gotta do this quick. I know the owner and a lot of the guys that are regulars. I'm not spitting into a martini glass, that's gonna look funny. Besides, you know it's gonna drive the boys wild watching us kiss. And don't worry, none of us wanna steal you from Linda, we just wanna go out and make out with one of our girlfriends. Me and Sally do it all the time. Katie still does too every blue moon." Katie knew Michelle was scared but at the same time a little excited, she could just tell. "Shelley honey you look fantastic. We are gonna be the hottest bitches in there. Sally, Jenna, go get showered and changed and hurry." "What's the hurry we've still got hours?" "Just do it," Katie said. They looked at Michelle's darting eyes and trembling hands and said, "you got it. We'll hurry." Hurry to a real girl is a different kind of time measurement. After showering, shaving, straightening and flattening hair, or curling hair, makeup, 8 outfit try-ons with 12 different shoe combinations, 40 minutes picking out a purse, finally, finally the glitter twins and Katie were ready. Sally's long blonde tresses had wavy curls and down to the middle of her back. Her makeup was more than perfect. She wore a blue, sleeveless, round neck dress with black trim that went to about 4-5 inches above her knees. The blue had a shimmer to it which made it kind of sparkle. It was definitely a dress you would wear to a club, and really nowhere else. her 5 inch black patent peep-toe pumps accented her amazing, flawless bare legs. Every man within eyeshot would want to fuck her, even the gay ones. Jenna's chestnut/auburn hair which was normally curly was straightened. It came 2-3 inches past her shoulders and was glossy and flawless. She smelled good too. She wore a black and white polka dot dress, the one with the huge dots, like the circles as big as softballs that complimented her dark half-Persian skin. It was empire- waisted with a black band and it tied in a bow in back. She wore some cute 3-4 inch slingback heels and carried a clutch purse. She looked like a porn version of a '60's mod girl with the amazing dramatic almond eyes of a genie. Katie surprised them all. It had been a while since she had gone out- out, and even though she was dressed to go out with Michelle, she did a set change for the new club, and to put her best foot forward to do her part to help get some dick. Any self confidence issues went out the window when she walked out of her bedroom. Out the door walked plain ole brown haired Katie. Hair done 'up' with like a chopstick or something in it, with one perfect loose curl draping her face. A plunge-neck 'little black dress' with a length a bit on the conservative side... past the knee anyway, but then the thigh high slit down the side, showing off the stocking tops of her black fishnet thigh highs made it all worthwhile. and the back, the back was open all the way down to her butterfly tramp stamp. How was she holding her boobies up Michelle wondered. And the coup de grace - Hot pink Betsy Johnson peep-toe pumps with Mary Jane straps and black trim. Holy shit. They looked like Charlie's Angels with an extra brunette. At first Michelle was petrified to go to the club dressed, but after about four double vodka red-bulls waiting for the girls to put their cute on, she seemed to loosen up. If Michelle was hot, the rest of them were on fire. Hopefully this would be over fast....but maybe not too fast. What? With heels clicking down the sidewalk they walked right past the 200 or so people patiently waiting in line and walked straight to the front of the line where a velvet rope and a huge black bouncer stood with a clipboard. Some popped-collar douchebag was arguing that his name was on the list when Jenna chimed "Hi Terrance." Terrance the bouncer didn't even look down at the list, just undid the velvet rope and replied "Hey Jenna, hey Sally. Tony said you called and said you'd be brining some friends. Here's your swipe cards for the VIP room. Good evening ladies," he said to Michelle and Katie. "Welcome. I hope you enjoy yourselves." "Did he just wink at me?" Michelle wondered. After the casual, semi-accidental brush of her ass as she walked by him she was convinced. "Yeah, he definitely winked." The club was absolutely packed. Hundreds of teeming bodies dancing, gyrating, clamoring for drinks at the crowded bar. The music was blaring so loud you couldn't hear yourself yell and the lights flickered faster than a Japanese tv commercial. Guys were looking at them, leering, some were even brave enough to offer to buy them a drink. "No thanks." As they made a beeline past the bar they all got at least three or four but pinches or pats. Sally and Jenna seemed used to it, their butts conditioned like a seasoned guitar player's fingertips, but Katie and Michelle peeped and winced with every pinch, which only drove the boys wilder. The heat of the club, and the confidence of going out and not only passing as a girl, but passing as a hot girl and getting hit on, combined with the smell of beer, sticky spilt bourbon and coke, perfume, cologne, and sweat, thick pungent man sweat that filled the room almost made Michelle's knees buckle. She had almost forgot about the serum that the wicked heels injected into her feet. Now she remembered all too well. Finally they made it to the back of the club and the VIP door. They swiped their cards and quickly closed the door behind them. The VIP room was upstairs. Michelle still hated stairs in heels. But once up there the climb was worth it. Amazing air conditioning filled the room. It was crisp and cool, almost cold. Maybe they did that to perk the girls' nipples. The VIP area was the whole second floor of the club, with mirrored glass to look down at all the club goers downstairs sweating their asses off. "Katie, Michelle this is Tony. Tony is the club owner," Sally said. Michelle reached out her hand to shake it and he took it and bent it at the wrist and kissed the top of her hand. Until that moment Michelle had never really know what it was like to swoon... but swoon she did and her red cheeks gave it away. He did the same to Katie and she swooned too. They grabbed each other by the arm and kind of leaned into each other and softly sighed. ' Wow, this is what it's like to be a girl,' Michelle thought. 'This is kind of fun. I like this.' Quickly Michelle shook it back off as too much to drink, or whatever that crazy injection was. Then, almost as if she read her mind, Jenna leaned and whispered in her ear "it's fun being a girl isn't it?" How did she know? Maybe the look on Michelle's face and the swoon and the rosy cheeks and the sigh... duh. I told Tony about our little "Contest" and then she leaned and did a wink wink which was so over the top obvious, it was almost comical. Sally was such a blonde sometimes. Now everybody was blushing. Anyway, Tony says he has a few friends who would be more than willing to help us (go figure), and that these keycards should get us into any of the private rooms and either of the two private bars. Just then a waiter walked by with a tray of Apple-tini's which everyone grabbed and drank with a vengeance. Katie and Jenna plopped theirs back on the tray and grabbed another before the waiter walked away. Jenna downed her second and said, "Well, what are we waiting for, let the 'games' begin." Katie gulped a nervous gulp then nervously downed her other drink. They had all been drinking at the house as they got ready so everyone was pretty equally uninhibited. Katie and Michelle a bit more nervous though. Tony, with a get up straight out of the Latin club owners handbook was a caricature of himself. A bit overweight, goatee, wavy hair, hairy chest, gold necklace, pinkie ring, powder blue button down shirt with white collar and white cuffs, black onyx cufflinks. He waved his arm pointing to the rooms and said, "I think you'll like the corner suite on the end." He actually was quite suave and handsome though, and boy did he have charm. He was clearly smitten with Michelle and they giggled about it on the way to the room. "That's not funny you guys," she chirped. The girls walked in and the room was almost entirely filled by nothing but a kidney shaped crushed red velvet couch, with the divot there as you walked in the door. Almost like half a donut really. The girls all climbed onto the bed and got comfy. Sexy, but comfy. Michelle was more towards the center, Jenna on the right, Katie and Sally on the left. Katie wanted to be next to Sally because it had been a while and Sally was the pro. There was a thin black counter top lip and the waiter brought in a bottle of chilled champagne and some flutes. "Compliments of Mr. Tony," the handsome young waiter said in a thick Cuban accent. They all drank and cheered - "to girls night out," Jenna said, they all clinked glasses and drank. "To getting this over fast," Michelle said, and downed her whole glass by herself. Sally could see Michelle was nervous, so she pressed a yellow button on the wall and said "One please." "One what?" Katie said quizzically. Just then a strapping young Latin man about 5' 9' wearing nothing but a bow-tie and what looked like a pair of boy shorts walked in and said "Hola, como esta?" "Okay, you first Katie," Sally demanded. "Me? Why me?" "First of all you've only got one instead of two, and because if you had kept a better eye on our sister, she wouldn't be in this mess right now. Take your medicine. You know you want it," Sally said as she yanked his shorts down revealing a marvelous 7 inch cut penis. Katie slowly reached out to touch in, demurely put her lips around the head, then Sally grabbed the back of her head and pushed it down the shaft. "Come on, we haven't got all night. Here I'll help." With that she laid on her stomach at the edge of the bed right next to Katie, leaned down and started licking the Latin hunk's balls. This proved too much for the boy and he quickly started blasting his load in Katie's mouth. It was a lot for Katie to take in, and her being out of the game for a while hurt her, she started gagging and choking, cum started dripping out of the corners of her mouth, she even accidentally swallowed some. "Hey that's not for you - remember?" She quickly remembered the reason they were there and turn to one side to try to find Michelle as fast as she could, only to find Michelle waiting right there when she pulled her lips off his cock. Michelle held Katie's head with both hands tenderly at the jaw-line and passionately open mouth kissed Katie. Katie, without missing a beat and not wanting to spill a drop on her pretty dress lapped all the sticky goo from her mouth into Michelle's, pursed her lips and gave a big smacking un-kiss, wiped her chin, turned to Sally and said "how's my dress?" "You're good you're good." At the same time, Michelle, realizing she had her first of five saliva ridden globs of man cum in her mouth, and this one in particular being her first ever grimaced and looked around for something to throw up in, her stomach convulsed. Jenna pinched her nose and slammed a champagne flute to her lips. "Drink it honey drink it, it's not so bad, this will help wash it back, you're doing good it's almost over," Almost over? Was she kidding, she still had 4 more of these to do. the boy left, they rested. Katie and Michelle smoked menthol cigarettes to try to get the taste out of their mouths. No luck. All the girls lounged on the bed and took their shoes off... well all except Michelle of course. After another bottle was delivered... this time 'from an admirer'. Admirer? What? Who? That's weird. Michelle was anxious to get this done, and wondered if any of the girls noticed how fixated she was on that man's penis and sympathetically drooled a little as Katie sucked his cock. She just figured she was being a good friend when she met Katie right at his crotch when her lips came off... but maybe this drug really was making him cock hungry. And now that she'd tasted cum, did she want to just hurry up and get this over, or did she want to hurry up and get more cock? She was getting scared. "All-right bitch, I know you've been outta practice for a while, but stand back and let us show you how it's done," With that Sally pushed the yellow button and said "2 please." She gave a nod and a wink to Jenna who just smiled and nodded back knowingly. In nothing flat a young early 20's musclebound white guy, about 6'2" and an equally strapping six foot black man walked in the room. Jenna and Sally looked at each other confused, balled up their fists and shook three times. Were they playing paper, scissors, rock? It looked like they were. Sally 'won' with her paper covering Jenna's rock and pulled the white guy over to her side. "Ready girl?" Sally said. They both simultaneous peeled off their mens trunks, Jenna took a long deep breath, and with that Sally shouted - on three, one - two - three. They both wrapped their lips around these guys' amazingly long poles. The white guy was a good 6, 6 ? inches, the black guy had to have an almost nine inch cock. Michelle felt bad for Jenna for losing the flip and now she had this monstrous anaconda snaking down her throat. She didn't complain though, she actually seemed strangely relaxed. If Sally was a pro, Jenna musta taught her, this guy was balls deep with his nuts resting on Jenna's chin without so much as a peep or a squeak from Jenna except the occasional mmmmm, which only made the black man more aroused. Sally was no slouch though. She knobbed and slobbed on her treat like a kid with an ice cream cone in July, licking and sucking before it all melts... suddenly and almost without warning the black man let out a guttural moan and spasmed while still in the back of jenna's throat. "Dammit" said Sally, "I was sure I was gonna get mine off first." With that, her guy moaned while she was jacking him and gave her a facial across the nose and left eye before she instinctively opened he mouth wide and took the rest of the load. "You win Jenna," Sally gargled. Then she crawled like a cat across the couch to Michelle, who was fixated on the other man's softening black penis. Sally unexpectedly kissed her hard, and Michelle began probing her mouth, lapping up the cum from the little reservoir like a cat. "Hey where's your prize dumbass?" Sally gargled to Jenna. In her haste, her practiced, gag- proof throat had let her man drop his load straight down her throat. Jenna felt so bad "I'm sorry I'm sorry Michelle I wasn't thinking, I'll suck two more for you right now I promise," but Michelle was still fixated on this black penis. She gulped her second load from Sally down and calmly, deliberately walked over to the black man, grabbed his penis firmly from the base, and squeezed and slid her little fist up his monstrous shaft. A thick pearl drop of cum oozed from the black tip. Michelle stuck her tongue out hard and firm and narrow and curvy and licked the delicious tip, swallowed slowly and deliberately, looked up at the man, all doe-eyed and in the poutiest little voice she said "thank you". The man said "no, thank you"... pulled up his shorts and left. The girls all stared in stunned silence, jaws gaping at Michelle. Katie quickly grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back up on the couch and said, "It must be that drug. But there was cum and DNA so that counts as three right. Quick, call another one in, let's get this done and get her out of here. I'll blow him, it's my turn anyways right. It wasn't really her turn but she just wanted to distract everyone from what Michelle had just done. "Yeah," Sally said. Sally was drunk. She pressed the button, "how many is that, counting out loud and with her fingers on the other hand... how many is that? one - two - three?" she then slumped, passed out of the couch and her finger slipped off the button. While Katie and Michelle tried to jostle and wake her, in the door walked in three brown skinned gods, one Greek, one clearly Italian and one Latin. "Oh shit, when Sally was counting one - two - three the people on the other end thought she was ordering three more," Jenna said. "But we only need two," said Katie. Katie scooted over to the squawk box and said, "I'm sorry there's been some mistake, we only needed two, you got the order wrong, can you send one of them back?" "No," an angry Hispanic voice hollered back. "You get the meat for free, but you have to eat everything on your plate," "Shit," Katie said. She started shaking Sally again but it was no use. It was strangely very quiet, and Katie turned around to see Jenna and Michelle both bobbing eagerly on respectable 6 ? inch cocks, and the Latin boy closest to her had his pants down and his 7 inch dick out and kept looking at her, then looking at his dick, then back at her. "Come on Katie, catch up" Jenna mumbled with a dick still in her mouth. Michelle gagged when she tried to deep throat, pulled her head off and took a huge deep breath gasping for air - "I don't know if that drop from the black guy was enough. Let's get this done and get outta here" and right back down she slammed on the vein laminated meat pipe. Again Jenna's man came first. She really was a pro at this. As he bucked his hips into Jenna's face, Michelle got strangely excited and picked up her pace, her man's cock was sliding more easily down her throat and she gently cupped his balls and stroked them with her fake fingernails. This seemed to get him even more aroused another deep throat attempt was too soon and too much and she gagged again, pulling off and gasping for air. Jenna grabbed her by the back of the neck and very passionately and sexily kissed her. They pulled apart with Jen's head high above michelle's, and Jen positioned herself to where she was two to three inches away from Michelle's face. Michelle seemed to know exactly what Jenna was doing and without any direction, opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out and down. Jenna dropped a lazy river of cum filled spit down Michelle's throat. When Jenna closed her mouth, Michelle swallowed hard, smacked her lips and said "Thanks sis". "No problem hon. Don't forget to finish yours." "Oh yeah, right." This whole time, Michelle's Italian job had been yanking his crank to these two hot bitches going all lezbo on each other. Michelle saw him cranking faster as he tilted his head back and his eyes rolled. She knew that look. Hell, she made that look as Mike all the time. She put the bulbous head and a good inch or two more n her mouth, swirled her tongue around a little and she knew it wouldn't be long now. With that jet after thick warm jet of goo invaded her mouth. Holy shit. this is my first blowjob she thought. Why was she so excited, and why did she think my 'first' blowjob? Like there were going to be more or something. This is crazy. It was a lot more cum than she thought it would be, some of it even ran down her chin. It wasn't as diluted as the girl's cum she got, there was none of their spit or sweet lip-gloss, no champagne either, it was all gone. I hope that black guy counted as one she thought and swallowed hard. Instantly two things hit her, the weird creamy feeling of cum down her throat, and the fact that the shoes had let go of their strange grip. Sally, who had been passed out this whole time must have come to long enough to watch Michelle finish her man off. "Yaaaay, baby's a cocksucker too now. Way to go sister," she said in a half-song mumble. Oh my god she was right, Michelle was a cocksucker, and a pretty good one at that she thought. Wait a minute, why do I care how good of a cocksucker I am. She quickly unbuckled her heels right as Katie's man was finally cumming. "What am I supposed to do with this now?" She mumbled with a mouth full of cum. "Oh I think you know," said Jenna with a smirk. Katie never liked swallowing, and she's sure that's what ended more than one budding relationship in college. There was nowhere to spit but the ice bucket from the champagne. As she was about to lean over and spit in it she realized, poor Michelle had swallowed 5 different men's seed in about 2 hours and in order to get free faster, even gave a guy a blowjob herself. She swallowed hard and took the whole load. Wow that really wasn't so bad she said. "We'll make cock-sucking pros outta you bitches in no time," Jenna said. "Wait what?" Michelle said excitedly. "Just kiddin hon." "Oh," Michelle said back with what appeared to be a twinge of disappointment. Maybe that drug hadn't worn off yet she thought, maybe I'm still a cock hungry she-wolf. 'The girls' lingered on the couch for a while, smoked a few cigarettes, checked each other for cum stains, complimented each other's toenails and argued over who had the prettiest feet. Touched up their make up and didn't talk about it. Even Sally was up and had gotten a second wind. The only thing worse than a passed out drunk, is a wide awake drunk though. "You guys I think that cum-shot affected my eyes, I can't see so good out of the one he jizzed in." and on like that. "Maybe you can't see because you're blind drunk again hunny." "No, no I don't think that's it. Definitely the facial." The Cuban boy from the beginning came in and said, "Ladies, your admirer is wishing for you to join him in the private bar." Hector, as the waiter's name turned out to be walked five feet out of the suite, waved his hand like Vanna White to a door about 15 feet down. They walked down the hall barefoot, all carrying their shoes in their hands, walked into the center of the bar. The whole bar lit up with applause when they walked in. They didn't understand it at first, then bimbo Sally said, "Oh yeah," and curtseyed in her blue shiny dress and perfect legs and perfect toes. Her polish even matched the dress. Jenna had a hang-dog look on her face and just hung her head down. "Www-what's going on" said Katie and Michelle almost in unison. "Show 'em Tony. Sorry girls, everything comes at a price." The bar was configured like a jazz lounge, just a big square actually. on the one end to their right was the bar, some bar stools, some stand-up tables, where they were standing was in the middle, sit down, dinner theater type tables with soft blue lighting and candles. At the far end opposite the bar was a huge black slate. It looked like dark black glass. You could put a small band in front of it if you wanted, or you could project theater sized movies on it probably. Tony flicked a switch though and the blackness faded to reveal a smoky hued see through of the room next door. The room they were just in. The room they just sucked five cocks in. Before Katie and Michelle could die from embarrassment, Jenna said "Don't even do it girlfriends. Did you hear that applause when you came in. We are the hottest things here, and if everyone didn't wanna fuck us before, they definitely do now." Her voice suddenly got angry and demanding. "Keep your cool and adopt yourselves a hipper than the room hot model attitude now, or trust me they're gonna eat you alive." As crazy as it sounded, they followed drunk Sally's lead and whimsically danced on the floor in front of the screen, there was no band that night- they were the show. Maybe they still were. After a few Jaeger bombs to take the sting out of turning sixteen shades of red after knowing the hundred strangers in room are mentally critiquing your cock-sucking technique and mentally picturing their dick in your mouth, they let it go... as best they could. They danced barefoot or stocking footed with each other like drunk girlfriends. Michelle liked this. She liked the sisterhood and the camaraderie, she wanted to be a part of this club, and it looked like she was. Sally darted off "I gotta pee," she said. Barefoot on the dance floor is one thing, but a women's restroom was no place for it, sometimes even the nicest places have water on the floor, or condoms and jizz from drunken hookups. She knew because she'd banged a couple guys in the bathroom here herself. So she darted past the table, grabbed the first set of heels she saw in the dim light of the lounge....and I think we all know what happens next... Sally slips on the Mary Jane's like slippers, goes drunkenly clomp clomping towards the bathroom, with the straps from the Mary janes flap flapping. Suddenly the shoes get real snug, the buckles fasten themselves and lock, she feels pinpricks on her heels which actually kind of wakes her up. She steps more lively now as the shoes are snug and secure, and not slipping or flapping around. None of what has just happened has phased her or even registered yet. She makes it to a stall, Thank god, this bathroom is immaculate. I soooo didn't want to have to squat over the seat without touching, she thought. She locks the door, lifts up her dress, pulls down her panties and sits. Jeez, feels like I've got like a gallon in there. when she finishes she wipes, reaches down to pull up her panties. She notices the shoes but they're a little obscured by the panties around her ankles. Those are cute. Who's shoes did I grab anyway? She pulls her panties up, smooths out her dress, walks out of the stall and remembers to look down to get a good look at the shoes. "Oh fuck." At the same time Sally is peeing, the other girls get winded from dancing and sit back down. "I hope Sally's all-right," one of them says. "Think we should go check on her," "Nah, not yet." All the girls pretty shoes were all sitting on top of the empty table next to them. "So what, did you put Linda's shoes behind the bar for safe keeping or something Michelle?" Jenna drunkenly chucked. "What are you talking about?" "Hunny where are the shoes?" Katie said in a concerned voice, looking under the table and darting her head around the bar. As Katie peeked her had back up above the table, they all looked at each other and said in unison: "Sally". they all threw on a pair of shoes from the table and ran towards the bathroom. Michelle had never run in heels but seemed to pick it up better than she thought. Oh, maybe it was the panic. When they got to the bathroom they saw Sally, now sober from panic, absolutely frozen in her tracks, tears and makeup running down her face, arms held out and shaking, flailing, as if she were trying to dry her nails, stomping one foot occasionally and crying hysterically. You guys, you guys you guys you guys, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it. I didn't know until it was too late," Michelle and Katie felt genuine sympathy and came over and hugged her and held there on either side, stroking her hair. Katie got a tissue and started wiping her runny nose. Jenna was having none of it though. "You dumb bitch. Every time we go out your drunk ass ruins everybody's good time. You know what, I can't do it, I've bailed you out too many times now. With Michelle it was different, she's a boy and it was a total and freak accident, that WE helped create because we all have borrowed Linda's shoes, this time it just happened to be poor Michelle and we owed her that bailout. But you. You knew there was a forbidden pair, you know what happens if you put 'em on, we all heard the message. I'm done. Have fun sucking your way home bitch." Then she grabbed Katie and Michelle both strongly by the wrist, yanked them off her and said "Come on girls we're going home. Trixie here will ride from cock to cock 'till one of them drops her home. Hell, that's what she calls an average weekend night." As their heels slid across the tile as Jenna's surprising strength dragged them toward the door, Michelle dug in. "NO. Wait. I won't leave. You all showed me tonight what it's like to have sisters. I've never had that and never been accepted... much anywhere really, as a boy or a girl, but you guys accepted me right away, and literally took it on the chin for me and I will not forget it. We're sisters right, and we stick together right, all nodded their heads sheepishly, and when one of us is in trouble, we'd go out of our way to help the other one out right? Nods. You guys proved to me almost from the moment you met Michelle that you had my back. Michele walked and dramatically stood next to Sally. Sally's my sister and I've got hers. Everyone in the room had tears welling up in her eyes. Katie and Jenna ran to Sally too and they all had a tearful group hug. Instead of apologizing to Sally, Jenna quickly got the gears in motion. "All-right bitches let's do this. Five right? Sally you're definitely taking two, at least. Me and Katie will take one each and Michelle, you can do your part too, what Linda doesn't know won't hurt her." By the time they got out of the bathroom the place was dying out, but then a different crowd started seeping in. The second class citizens who had been waiting outside in line half the night finally got their shot at the place about a half hour before closing, so they were running around the joint like Sailors on shore leave. Jenna wasted no time. she walked to the downstairs bar, quickly walked up to one of those popped collar types, and before he could pitch her with a line, she says "Hi, I'm Jenna, do you wanna come see the VIP Room?" with that she took his hand and he followed in tow like a dreamy five year old. Jenna walked him up to the open area looking down on the first floor and he soaked it in. "What's your name?" "Tommy." "Tommy this is my friend Katie, I think she likes you." Katie sauntered up and Tommy was like putty. "Tommy you got a friend?" "Huh, what?" "I said you got a friend Tommy, I innerduced you to my friend, I'm sure you have a friend you came here with. You didn't come here alone right?" "Huh, no, no Brandon is with me." "Who's Brandon, point him out," "Right there by the table where I met you. He was walking over to talk to a girl he bought a drink for, looks like he crapped out." "Well tonight might be both your lucky nights. What? Is that him in the Pink shirt?" "Yeah that's him." "Really? Pink? No wonder it took yous guys four hours to get in the door." Jenna clomped her heels back down the stairs grabbed Brandon. Jeez this is easy she thought. Just by the stairwell she saw an amazing pair of twins. These guys were hot and dressed to the nines. Why weren't they upstairs she wondered, must be from out of town she thought. She stopped where she was, leaned into the twins right between them, making sure to lean forward and show off a little cleavage, okay a lot. She whispered something about a friend upstairs who was having a birthday and had always had a fantasy about twins and were they game and would they come up. Well you didn't really need to sell it more than that. They were afraid they might get 'the fat friend' though and said if they wanted to they could bail out. "Yeah sure boys, but I'm pretty sure you're not gonna leave, and you'll never want her to leave." So up she goes with Brandon and twins in tow. By this time our little sleeper cocksucker Katie has gotten Tommy off and is drizzling cum into Sally's mouth in another private room (this time, no glass). Tommy is going to remember this night for the rest of his life, and tell friends about it, who will never believe it, for years. "Bye Bye Tommy. Thanks." Katie escorts him out the VIP door, teasingly makes a sign of a phone and mouths 'call me' knowing she never gave him a number, and closes the door shut. Jenna drew the short straw with Brandon. He almost came before she got his pants down. When he watched her kiss his goo into Sally's hungry mouth he practically hyperventilated. "Now run along Brandon. Maybe you and Tommy should think about doing something like that with each other," He turned beet red as she shut the door on him. "Boy you sure called that one Katie," "It's a gift. Well the pink shirt isn't helping him out much either." Jenna walked back into the main room upstairs where the twins were gap-mouthed in wide eyed awe. "What, you guys never been to a VIP room?" Sally was just wiping the corners of her mouth when Jenna turned on a dime and laid into Michelle. "Are you gonna do your part or what bitch, come on, she's waiting," Michelle wondered why Jenna was hand walking dick up to Sally and even saving her a set of twins for the finale, while apparently she was on her own. Tony she thought. Tony was hot for me. She found the office on the second floor where Tony was double checking the credit card receipts and recounting the cash his manager already counted. "Tony?" she said demurely, "I need a favor." Tony signed heavily and looked around at the cash on the table and said. "You know I liked you mujer. I thought you were different. How much do you need? What is it for. let me see your arms, it's not drugs is it?" Holy shit, he thought she came up to borrow money from him... and he liked her so much he was willing to give it to her. "No honey it's not that. See, I'm losing that 'game' we were playing, and umm," she skated her shoe back and forth and looked down, "and umm, I need something 'else'" he looked at her quizzically. "Really, you're gonna make me say it. Fine. I need a load of cum." Flattered, he said, "And you come to me?" He really liked her and in an instant she realized just how much power that gave her. She lost her sheepish look, looked him straight in the eyes and said "no, you come to me" she took three steps forward, putting one foot in front of the other, and licked her lips as she walked, when she got to his chair she grabbed him by the belt and pulled up making him stand up. Their eyes met then she pushed his head to one side and whispered - "the time will come some day when you can bang me all night long, but right now, I know the faster you come, the more you like me Tony," as she ran her fingernails through his well groomed and slicked back hair. At that, she dropped to her knees, unbuckled his pants, pulled down his underwear to reveal a surprising 7 inch penis, but the doozie part was that it had to be two inches wide. Granted she hadn't seen a lot of cocks, but she'd never seen one that thick. She licked his balls, licked his shaft, looked up at him and batted her eyelashes and took as much of it down as she could. It didn't take long till he was spewing loads of thick cream, jeez this guy must be too busy to even masturbate, you could tell he hadn't come in a while. She pulled off with a pop, gave the head three short sweet little peck kisses, stood up and motioned that she had to go. "Go, go mujer, win your game. Glad I could help," Meanwhile Jenna couldn't find Michelle and got tired of waiting and brought in the twins. Their eyes were big as saucers and her jaw dropped just a little as her panties moistened from the sight of these young bucks. "You know I coulda just as easily gone into the alley and got two bums ya know. You owe me bitch." Sally knew that this was Jenna's way to apologize for all the mean things she said in the bathroom. Jenna gave her a wink and said "I love you too sis," Then in a booming voice she said "Boys, meet my fat friend Sally." Sally said "what?" "Oh yeah, I told 'em my friend was having a birthday upstairs and always wanted to do it with twins, they were all game but said as long as it's not "the fat friend" cos then we're boltin'" Jenna said. "Well," Sally said. "We may need to just teach these boys a lesson." Scholars will debate what happened next in that room for generations, but suffice it to say, Sally took the reins of those two twins like a roman centurion on a two horse chariot. Though they came several times, it didn't count because it was still the same two sets of DNA, she still needed one more guy. She got every orifice of her body laid - mouth, ass, pussy. She tried every conceivable configuration of getting double teamed she could think of, and tried to invent another on the fly. These boys had amazing recovery time, and penises nimble like a Porsche. They came a lot and they came fast, but they were almost instantly hard again. By the time she got to showing the two the proper technique for the fine are of cunnilingus, Jenna came in and said "All-right you guys, jeez what happened to this room, tony's gonna make us pay for this," "Oh I don't think Tony's gonna say a thing about anything we did here tonite," Katie said with a knowing smile. "Whatever, we gotta go, where's Michelle?" "I just saw her down the hall," Katie chimed... again with that weird, knowing smile. The boys were spent, "Here Katie, help me," Jenna and Katie had to literally carry the twins into the main VIP room and plop them on some leather chairs. While Katie and Jenna were gone, Michelle walked in and saw Sally and her naked, spent body. Wearing nothing but those heels, her earrings and a smile, she kneeled over to her on the love seat, and softly kissed her the way only two women know how. Sally gathered some strength and recognized that it was Michelle kissing her. She cooed tenderly and with that Michelle started draining Tony's seed into her mouth. Startled at first, her eyes bugged, she coughed, and a generous amount ran down her chin. Then Sally sucked gently while Michelle pushed and sucked all the creamy goodness out of Michelle's mouth. Michelle stood up, swallowed hard, licked her lips and sat down next to Sally on the couch. She blew cool air on her hot sweaty glistening body to try to cool her off. "Am I the last one? Yeah, sorry I took so long," as she bent down to unbuckle the shoes and free Sally's feet. They both laid back on the couch exhausted from the night's events. "Honey?" Sally said. Yeah. "When Jenna said 'you do your part too,' I think she meant for you to jerk off into my mouth, so that would be one less dick we'd have to find. Didn't you get it when she said 'what Linda doesn't know won't hurt her'?" Michelle was dumbfounded. "Never even crossed your mind did it sissy? Nope. Don't worry honey, I won't tell the rest of the girls... I won't tel them that you love cock either." "What, what are you talking about?" "You saved some of that cum you gave me and drank it down yourself just now. I saw you," Michelle blushed. "It's All-right to like cock, I love dick. And like I said, your secret's safe with me. We're sisters, and we tell each other everything," "Tell each other everything?" Jenna said as she overheard the last line just as she walked in the door. "That Michelle likes cock," Sally chimed back a little too fast for Michelle's comfort... and to top it off, just then Katie was walking in and heard the 'Michelle loves cock' part. "Oh I knew thaaaaat," she said. I saw her blowing Tony down the hall before I came here to help you cart off the twins," "You blew Tony?" Jenna and Sally exclaimed in unison. Sally put her dress back on then went and pinched and tickled Michelle while they sat on the couch -- "you little slut you." All the girls giggled and it was all strangely okay now. Just then Tony walked in and said "hey girls, look don't panic but the Metro police are here, just doing a random ID check, so get out your wallets and be cooperative with them would 'ya. Very routine, nothin to worry about," and walked away. The girls poked and teased Michelle "so is he your 'boyfriend now'?" "Shut up." Then Michelle bolted upright in the love seat "Oh shit." "What?" "Ummm hello, Michael might look like it could say Michelle, but Michael's driver's license picture doesn't look anything like Michelle." "So, we'll tell 'em it's a costume party or something," "Tony's walking around with them and I don't know how cool he'll be knowing a boy in a skirt just sucked him off," "Oh shit" the other 3 girls said in unison. "We gotta get you outta here. Wait, I know a back way out, it's a service entrance, sometimes I'll blow guys out there when I need fresh air, or sometimes I take creeps out there and make them think they're getting some and lock them out," Just as they all got up to leave, the twins had suddenly woken up off the couch in the main room and were in a panic. "Holy shit it's the cops! What's wrong, stay here, it's just a random ID check, relax," As she was speaking to the one twin, the panicked other pulled the fire alarm. "What the fuck did you do that for?" Jenna said. "We're only seventeen!" Everybody screamed at once, since Sally was the only girl not wearing heels, and the only one who knew the back way out, she was in the lead. They scampered down a back stairs, and one huge, double wide door put them straight out to the alley behind the club. they ran the straightaway and the twins were gone in nothing flat. They had to be High school athletes or something Sally thought. Oh yeah, they're athletes All-right. Just as the light of the main street was coming into view, Michelle saw the familiar shape and color of Linda's Lexus SUV. Holy crap. She stopped in her tracks and ducked behind a dumpster, praying she didn't pee her panties from fear. In their sprint Katie noticed Michelle was gone, turned her head to look back for her quick and turned her head back up front - that's when she saw Linda. The acoustics of the ally made the sound carry to where Michelle could hear every word. There stood Sally, in her little blue dress and not much else. No bra, no panties, no shoes, bed head hair, wrecked makeup and cum and sweat stuck to her thigh, her face... she was quite a sight. "I caught an earlier flight after the first five were done, I thought you were through. I guess you just took a break before round two. I should have figured it was you," Jenna, her best friend no matter what, piped in and said "No Linda, it was me too,""And me too" said Katie. "Sisters. Solidarity. While I admire your honesty, this time it's only reward will be that I'll give you three days to get all your shit moved out, instead of two. I warned you, I warned you time and time again and you have spit in the face of my generosity, you worthless, selfish, inconsiderate cunts." "They're all lying," Michelle heard her voice say. "What, who is that, come here, show yourself." "It's nobody, some drunk bum," Katie chimed. "We did it. It's all our fault." "No," Michelle said, now standing in pleated skirt and stiletto silhouette from the dark of the alley and a huge shadow of herself against the back wall of the alley. That's like something out of a movie or something Jenna thought. As Michelle's heels clicked closer and she walked int the light and into view, Michelle said "These girls are the sweetest, most caring, trustworthy group of people that I have ever met im my life," Stop, Katie mouthed, go back. Michelle kept walking forward. "They accepted me for me, these girls are my sisters." "They're covering for me Linda," "Michael?" she said in dramatic shock like some '40's movie actress. "Linda I love you but dressing is and always has been a part of my life and I'm tired of keeping it a secret and I'm not going to anymore. Also, just so you know, I did a lot of things tonight, that because of your drug in these shoes, and I think the drug is still working because I liked it. I don't know what you want to do, but don't take it out on the girls, they're covering for me, and they had my back like you wouldn't believe tonight. It's my fault. If you want me to move out I will," "Michelle Michelle Michelle, don't be such a drama queen. I knew it was you the whole time in the alley, and I always knew you were a little queen. I was just seeing if you were going to let your girlfriends take the rap for you, or if you were as true of a friend to them as they were to you tonight." 'How did Linda know my girl name was Michelle?' she thought. "I had my suspicions when a gay colleague of mine said he thought he saw your sister out with Katie at a gay bar. He wondered if you knew your sister was a lesbian. Since the only sister I know you have is married with three kids in Ohio, I put the rest together pretty quickly. I must say you do look nice. I'd fuck you. I've known all these girls for years, you don't have to tell me how great they are. You passed the test. You passed the test and can now go from being my boy toy, to one of my girls. Obviously things will be different. I have the same needs and demands as always, and you are discovering your new self as well. All these girls eat me and each other out all the time when you're not around. Why do you think Sally and Jenna share a bedroom, they're practically a couple. We're all bi. So it's okay for you to be bi too newest sister. "But... the syrette?" "Oh, the injection, right. There actually was no injection, just a pinprick, and enough tranquilizer to knock you out shortly and give you a big scare. That's why Sally didn't pass out the second time, the needle pricked her heels, but there was no more tranquilizer. So any of that cock-sucking lustful horniness you had, was in you all along. We'll talk about implants later and try to get some of your hair lasered and smooth. Until your real hair grows out we'll get you some extensions put in at the beauty shop. This was all coming at her so fast. Was this a dream, was all this really happening. No drug in the shoes? Was she really a born cocksucker all along? "Get those ridiculous pink shoes of Katie's off and put the ones you wore out back on." She did as Linda told. As she was buckling the second shoe, she said "So the lock and the bio-sensor are disabled now?" No sooner did the words come out of her mouth than she felt that snug tightness and the now familiar sting of 2 pinpricks. "Of course not sweetie, you've still got your five. What good is it to have a sisterhood if you can't haze the new girl?" All the girls chuckled. Maybe you'll mix it up and let somebody pop your cherry. Would you like that?" "Tony would like that" Sally said. "Tony?" cried Linda, "A boyfriend, already? My how they grow up so fast. Bring it in girls," They all giggled and hugged and cried a little, centering around Linda and embracing each other. The embracing soon turned into hands stroking thighs and groping... "okay okay okay girls," Linda broke them loose. "Shelley's got five cocks to pop, there's an after hours club, down that way, and a Waffle house over there if you really wanna shake things up, Just don't show up to our bed with those shoes on. got it bitch?" She gave her a peck on the cheek, wiped her lipstick off of it, smacked her on the hiny and told her to run along. She and Jenna and Katie and Sally skipped arm in arm towards the after hours club, until Sally lost her footing on her old heels which she hadn't worn half the night and the four of them all came crashing down like a four car train derailment. As Linda drove off shaking her head, she could hear them all bust out laughing in hysterics at their fall, still lying on the ground shooting beavers to anyone who walked by, arms still together, cackling like hens. I'm gonna like being a girl Michelle thought. I'm gonna like this a lot. "Of course you know you've got all five this time right?" said Jenna. "Gulp." "Yeah, gulp indeed."