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Deepthroat Flip: Discontent There isn't much that I remember from before the Great Change. I was only 3 years old when it happened, and my father changed into the modern male. When I imagine him, it's in skirts with breasts that he kept in a loose top that always showed his cleavage. Now that I'm 16 I found it rather hard to make friends. After all when a boy reaches that age of 13 he gets the urge to suckle on a girl's thick cock. Like any other boy I had those urges, but I kept them to myself without giving in. Watching more and more of my friends change made me nervous, I just wanted to be able to remain who I was. Yet, they didn't stay the same. Once I actually looked up to see what males didn't change, and it was a tiny 10%. That made me feel alone, especially since so many boys were in skirts by now. But, I am independent, and I won't give into the peer pressure. May 15th: Normality can be a rather strange thing. Sometimes you wonder what might have been normal in the past, and how much it had changed. Entering into the school didn't faze me. My pants felt a little itchy, the material having been made cheaply because pants weren't very popular. The stairs were rather difficult to travel, my shoes rather problematic because the soles had worn down. It was hard to find masculine shoes anymore, and I had to go to a thrift store in order to buy them. That meant they were more worn down. My eyes wandered over to the other side of the stairs. Some of the girls were leaning against the handrail. Their skirts were rather short considering the length of their cocks. The thick pieces of meat twitched underneath their socks. One of the girls had a little wet spot that grew whenever she took a deep breath. That lovely dick made my mind wander. The desire to taste it, to feel it sliding inside of my mouth made me feel nervous. Even I can admit that I had the desire to taste her thick semen sliding down my throat. I kept my head down after that so I didn't have to look at them. There was a pair of lovely shoes in front of me when I got to the top of the stairs. When I looked up I saw two rather lovely breasts with a little bit of the boy's stomach showing. "Mike, you are showing your belly button a little." My friend looked down to pull his blouse down slightly. I knew he had gotten used to being a new male for about a year now. He was very lovely, and it took my breath away to look at him. That lovely chestnut hair went down his back, having taken a little bit of time to grow. "So still resisting the urge huh?" He leaned down, revealing his panties to me. His little slit was easy to see through the material. I hated to admit that I found him just as enticing the urge to cup his pussy with my mouth running through my mind. "I told you before I am not going to give into pressure to suck those "things" I said with a little annoyance that he wanted to pressure me into it. His arms ran around my neck, making me jump a little bit. A deep breath filled my lungs when he did so, pressing his breasts against me. The boring of his nipples told me that he wasn't wearing a bra. I gulped, trying to think of something else. "Are you sure? This body is very fun to have. And the taste and rush you get is amazing." Mike smiled sweetly before I pulled myself away. He looked disappointed, pouting with that lovely face. A lock of hair slid in front of his eye before I gulped. "I will be fine the way I am." I tried to sound assured of myself before I ran to the front door to get into class. I had never really felt the need to be in class before like this, but I wanted to avoid that look from Mike. There continued to be his teasing. To be honest I tried my best to avoid looking at Mike at all. Each time we passed, I could tell his eyes were digging into my back. When he saw that I was actively ignoring him, he decided to see me. Once I rounded a corner with his skirt hiked up, showing the curve of his ass so that I could see the edge of his panties forming to his ass. It made me blush, my eyes looking down to see him leaning further forward so that his pussy lips were pressing into the material. A small amount of wetness was pooling around it. Another time, he leaned forward so that I saw the curve of his breasts. Moving a little further, his chest almost fell out, revealing that lovely cleavage. I had to turn to walk away, hiding my erection with every movement. By the end of day I was worn out from the experience. I rushed home, having to walk because the bus didn't drop me off close enough. It was much easier to get there by my own two feet. Thankfully Mike didn't live anywhere near me, so he couldn't tease me on the way home. My home was a two story ranch home with a gate that surrounded the property. "Hey Sam" I heard when I reached the gate. I looked towards the house next door, our neighbor smiling brightly. Her long black hair cascaded down her back. Her breasts were rather large, and I could see them forcing their way past her blouse. My mind wandered, wondering what her dick looked like. "Oh hey ma'am." I didn't remember her name, not that she noticed. Smiling, she turned around, walking back to her house. I could notice her form, and wondered again about what might be between her legs. Annoyed, I sighed angrily to myself when I opened the gate, closing and locking it behind me. My eyes wandered to the front door before I walked inside. My father was inside, leaning on the couch. When he saw it was me, he pulled the covers of the blanket over himself. I'd noticed that he was wearing negligee for my mother. The teddy pushed his breasts upwards, forming a special little V that showed it all to everyone. I sighed, seeing him wrap the blanket around himself. "Sorry, didn't expect you before your mom. I guess she is going to be late." He looked annoyed at that, while he turned to walk to the kitchen. It felt rather nice to have him make me dinner, though I ignored that he was dressed in such a naughty way. All I was thankful for was that he kept silent about my male form. At least I could count on my father for that. May 18th: We were sitting in class when the teacher went in front of the classroom. I was one of only two males who were still not transformed. I remembered how we didn't really talk to each other. That probably would have made me feel worse if I didn't feel isolated already. Maybe I could have corrected that, but there wasn't much that I could do with myself in the way. The teacher stood with her toes set outward, pulling out a brochure that I didn't recognize. There were laws I didn't realize before she talked. I don't remember what she said specifically, but the gist was to tell us about the gender laws. It seemed that there were attempts to continue the breeding programs from before. While the number of births had increased, it wasn't enough for the government. So any male who refused to change, like myself, was going to be punished for it. I wanted to shout at her that she must be insane. That kind of law couldn't force me to be changed against my will. What ever happened to "it is my body" kind of arguments? "This law has been in place for a long time. I guess they are finally getting serious about going through with it. For those who refuse to accept it, there will be consequences." She turned, her eyes avoiding looking at the two of us who were completely normal. No, I wasn't going to listen to this mess. I turned my head to look outside. After all they hadn't really revealed what kind of consequences they were going to give me. They probably would just raise my taxes. That wasn't going to be a big concern. My parents might disagree with that, but I was certain that I wasn't going to be forced into it. May 20th: The pizza wasn't that bad that day. There were tons of different times that the food that they served us was actually rather gross. But, that day was rather tasty. At least that's what I thought. I'd swallowed a nice big chunk of pepperoni when Mike sat down next to me. My eyes wandered to him, seeing his fingers playing with his hair. That little lock of chestnut hair twirled around his finger before he let me say anything. I wiped my mouth, getting a little bit of the food away before I spoke. "Uh hey." I said before I felt Mike suddenly press his soft lips against mine. My eyes grew wide, feeling his chest rubbing against me. His nipples were engorged, making me gasp while her tongue lashed at my lips. "What the hell was that?" I demanded, though he didn't say a word before grabbing my hand. I wanted to finish, but Mike wasn't listening to a word of it. Instead, he pulled me up. There wasn't something that I could resist at the moment. I never realized that there was so much strength in those soft hands. We left the lunchroom with his hand firmly into mine. There were a few people that made me shudder. Every time that we passed someone I felt nervous. Had anyone seen us? It made me feel rather curious. My pulse was tensing with every step we took. There were a few things that I couldn't understand. Was he going to convince me to change like this? The kiss had made a blush creep onto my cheeks before he opened a door that was used to store brooms underneath the stairs. Inside, I had to crouch in order to slide inside. He had a little light that he turned on so that I could see that he'd put a set of comforters around the floor to give it a soft feel. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Close the door." He told me, letting it close. The light sparkled around both of us. I could see the way his skirt bunched up around his pussy. I gulped, my instincts telling me I shouldn't feel this way. After all Mike was another male. Even though I had an erection that pulsated against my pants, and he had a lovely plump pussy. "Come over here." He directed me towards him. I crawled over, feeling him gently bringing me into a kiss. The softness of his lips pressed against my lips. His chest was flaring slightly, those lovely soft mounds pushing out two little nipples that were pushing against me. His soft hand moved down, rubbing upwards against my cloth hidden erection. Taking a deep breath, I felt a sudden rush of sensation while he twirled his fingers. The soft little digits were teasing in little circles, rubbing the edges of my underwear against my raging erection. Little droplets of pre-cum were soaking into the cotton of my boxers. He grinned, moving to unzip my pants. I put a hand on his wrist. "W...we can't do this?" I stated, looking into his lovely eyes. "I...I can't stand that anyone else will have your virginity." He said with a serious expression. "Eventually they might force you. And I want you to remember that you used it on someone. And that has to be me. I love you, my precious first friend. This body lets me show you that." He blushed, something I hadn't seen before. "I...care about you to." I let his wrist fall slightly before I felt a strange pulsating between my thighs. Everything was really overwhelming. So he loved me in that way, and was willing for my male cock to slide into his male pussy. We didn't have much time, and I knew he wasn't going to have time to let my mouth reach his pussy. Instead, he gently slid his panties around his ankles. I could see his pussy glistening, my cock twitching even further. I unzipped my pants, letting my cock slide out of the slit in front of my boxers. Nodding, he spread his legs apart, moving his hand to stroke against my cock. It twitched inside of those soft hands, my hands using his breasts to support myself. I gulped, feeling a little warm inside of that stairwell. If someone walked inside they'd find us. I didn't care. Pushing my hips forward slightly, I felt the tip of my penis slightly open his pussy. He gasped, Mike looking at me, drawing me into another kiss. I pushed forward, feeling my cock spreading him apart. I knew I wasn't Mike's first. Girls must have fucked his pussy before. Yet, I was the only male cock he'd ever let inside. Each inch I slid into him, and I was proud of my 8 inches, felt like heaven. He gasped in pleasure, his pussy quivering underneath me. Our lips kept together, my eyes closing while I gripped my hands lower so that I could pump inside of his body. We both moaned gently, the anticipation rushing through us with every thrust. I gasped, feeling the way that his legs were massaging my thighs. Each thrust drove us forward. Neither of us could breed together even if he had a working womb. My sperm would never react with his body. My hips thrust, lifting him up before I could feel that the new experience was driving me forward. Soon I had to give in. My cock exploded, sending thick ropes of semen inside of his body. It filled his pussy, tingling down around his thighs. "That felt really good." Mike said with a little giggle while he kissed my cheek. "Don't let my confession get in the way of any girl falling for you either. I promise that we'll always be friends. And that if you ever want to have fun again, I am right here." He winked at me before he crossed his legs so that he could sneak out to get clean. June 12th: School ended, with Mike not treating me any different from before. That felt a little sad. After all I was rather curious if I would be able to enjoy a special time with him again. But, he kept silent about the experience. Maybe he didn't want to give it more importance unless we gave it too much. Summer on the other hand was rather hot, and I had spent much of my time with a tablet on my stomach while I floated in the pool. It felt rather nice, moving around in a little circles while my butt slid inside of the water. "Sam" I heard inside, my father sticking his head out of the sliding door. "You need to look at a new website." He told me the site name, which confused me. I hadn't thought of what the new laws might be. But, the look of worry on my father's face made me feel rather worried myself. I switched towards what they might have. The law my teacher had mentioned was something they threatened all the time. After all they wanted all males to be like Mike or my father. That was something that I wasn't going to worry about. Or at least that's what I had thought. Now I found that they were going to be much more direct. If you refused to be the new male, then you were going to lose the ability to have a job or to attend school. You became someone completely outside of the society because you refused to be a part of its fertility. My eyes almost bugged out. They were going to force me to become like them. I checked online to see that the populace were rebelling with this unfair law. They must be supportive of my right to resist such a horrible law. Yet, I felt the blood drain from my face. Women thought a man trying to be what he once was, was sexist. They had the cocks now, all of them. So why should men deny their new physical forms? And males believed that their new forms were rather nice. They questioned the constitutionality of it, but resisting meant risking a few years unable to make a living. How could I resist this? Without school I'd fall behind, and may be without any chance for anything in the future. July 3rd: I was still pacing around my room. How was I going to be able to resist this? I needed to stop them. The delusion I was under had at least been helped because I saw no way of changing in the time allowed. It took months in order to change completely. And I knew there would be no way I could get enough cum to change faster. "Mail honey" I saw my dad on the other side of the room. He looked worried about me. "Are you ok?" he asked, though I could see he was looking me up and down. I was a reminder to him what he'd lost when he changed. "Yeah I am fine. Though what mail?" I hadn't received mail normally. And it was something rather unusual. When he handed it over, I could see the official federal seal. That made me worried. What were they going to try with me now? "Dear Sir, We have been informed that you are an individual who will be effected by the current Fertility Laws that go into effect at the beginning of the fiscal year. Local lobbying committees have complained about the speed that is required of you to go through your change. We agree that without help, you would be set up to fail and have to refrain from going to school next semester. However, we have come up with the Special Organization Program to help you. With this, you will be changed to meet requirements within a single month's time. It will be very strenuous. There will be many implants that will change you to the Fertility Law requirements. If you wish to apply, please go to the website below." I looked over the letter, wondering why they didn't email it. I suppose a paper trail would be the best thing to have for this. "Dad can you help me with this?" he looked happy after I showed him. His soft arms wrapped around me. I felt doomed, yet knew that resisting when the world around me was against me was impossible. They couldn't change who I was though, and I'd resist a little bit. The paperwork wasn't too hard, and I knew that I would probably have to deal with a few things I wasn't ready for. After my dad helped me, I at least was able to know that I'd taken care of everything that might be needed. My finger shook while I hung the mouse over the word "accept." With a deep breath, I pushed it. July 10th: The sofa had always been rather comfortable to me. There were so many other couches around the neighborhood that I had sat down in. When I had to sell candy when I was little, to a dozen other reasons. Sometimes I wondered why I had to think about that. The strangest things stick in your mind before great events. There was a firm knock on the door. My eyes turned to my father in the kitchen. He was gently cutting onions so that they didn't make him cry. Since he was busy, I stood up to walk to the door. When I opened it, there were three very tall women in front of me. "Can I help you?" I asked. "We are here to look at the program suspect's room to remove any contraband." The lead woman said with no real emotion. She might have been saying something about the sky with how emotionless her voice was. "Suspect?" I looked annoyed. "Yes." She commented back to me before she pushed past me. My father had started to walk over, having to protect himself from hitting someone with the knife when they came barging in. They asked him if I was the member in the program. After he'd affirmed it, they asked where my room was. Without any more comment to me, they headed up the stairs. I could see the rather large box they carried up to my room. It bothered me that they seemed to think that they were able to just go into my room without even asking me. Even my parents didn't do that. My dad walked behind them with a concerned expression on his face. I knew he understood the legality of what I had signed more than I did. I rarely saw that kind of concern. Clothing had been thrown on the floor. "HEY!!" I demanded when I saw that they had the majority of my pants, underwear, and shirts on the floor. They'd gotten rid of all my dress clothes in a second, and were quickly getting rid of a dozen of my decorations. "Those are mine." I said with a loud complaint, they were much too big for me to pass though. "We are removing anything that you have that will impede your transformation. You are to obey the rules of this program. Anything that will make you believe that you are still like this, is a detriment. This is your only chance at this time. These boxers and shirts we are saving are for sleeping only. You are not to go outside in them." They demanded. "Why? Oh....wait girls or boys wear that." I realized that I had seen Mike wearing some of his old shirts and underwear to go to sleep in. Another box came into my room after they had piled all of my old stuff. I arched my head to look inside of the box. Inside were a few blouses, a new school uniform, and a ton of panties. "You will wear these from now on. It will get you into the mind set of what we are accomplishing." Everything came so fast, and I noticed how fast she was actually talking to me. "Uh....yes I...will." They looked at each other, and I saw the third one hand me a pair of panties, and what appeared to be a normal stay at home set of clothes for my new form. "Now?" I asked with an incredulous statement. Their expressions showed that I was expected to. So I walked to the bathroom while they put all my new clothes into the closet and drawers. I hated it. The skirt felt weird against my body. The blouse looked ridiculous against my flat chest. And the panties weren't able to hide the huge bulge I had underneath them. It bothered me to no end. When I returned, I could see a hint of a sardonic smile on their faces when they pointed to my bed. I groaned, sitting onto the bed while one pulled out what appeared to be a small mason jar. "What's that?" I asked. "It's female semen. Every day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner you will finish a jar like this off. You will drink it down because it's filled with the vitamins that your body needs. I would recommend drinking it warm because it goes down easier that way." Leaning forward, she handed me the jar. I gulped, watching their careful eyes upon me. It felt so intimidating. I opened the jar, the thick smell of cum filling my nostrils. At once I felt ill, underneath that sensation was a strange desire to try it. I'd avoided tasting girl cum for two years now. Lifting it to my lips, I had to stop myself from spitting it out when it touched my lips. The strange texture was something that threw me for a whirl. I tried to, yet I had to force myself to open my mouth wider. The thick fluid slid down my tongue. It tasted horrible, and the thick goo flowed down my throat. I gulped it down, wanting to scream, but unable to with them watching me. My entire body shook after I had swallowed the equivalent of five orgasms from a female. It made my head swim, and without noticing I found myself on my side. The jar had slid from my grasp to roll on the floor. "Every day we will deliver these to you. A single day's case will be added so it's always fresh for you. Other items will be given over time. That is all, remember to eat afterwards to keep up your strength." I didn't want to think of gulping more of those jars, yet I saw them place another I was supposed to have that day. My cock throbbed inside of my panties, an erection that felt almost painful. That was odd, the strange sensation growing cold while the erection slowly lost its potency. Soon my big dick wilted in front of me. The flaccid piece of meat made me realize that it had given me one last erection before it stole them from me forever. Sagging against the bed, I curled into a ball. They left before I cried myself to sleep. Waking up later, I found that jar still staring at me. I unscrewed the top. I knew what I had to do with it, and opening my mouth gulped the thick viscous fluid down my throat. July 11th: There were assignments that I had learned we were supposed to do. The thick fluid I had to drink before breakfast made me woozy. I could barely concentrate. It didn't taste any better than it had the first day I tried it. Food felt strange, the salty taste of that cum making it all taste slightly similar. The feeling of dizziness didn't leave me. My father put a comforting hand on my shoulder, directing me back to bed. Laying down in bed let me think. That wasn't the most pleasant idea. Lunch and dinner were the same. Thick girl sperm would flow down my throat from a jar, and dizziness would take the place of any clear thinking. I was guzzling about 15 orgasms in a single day. Normally a male changing would have three. Overdosing on it, was making my mind feel fuzzy. Lying in bed in one of my larger shirts and panties, I just stared at the front door. "Are you feeling alright?" My father asked, having a package in his hand. "I am alright." I sat up, having to hold onto the bed to keep from falling over again. He looked concerned, sitting with me. "This is a new one for you. They say it's best to use it as instructed." His eyes wandered to the shape. I didn't think anything of the shape, it appeared he did. "I will leave you alone with it." He said before he walked out to close my door. The box was slightly long, making me think of what might be a small stick. I used my nails to open the tape. It at least went away without too much trouble. When I opened it, I noticed the purple color. It had a strange base that stuck to whatever surface it had. "Why did they give me a dildo?" I asked, picking it up. The thing flopped slightly, because while it did have a thick hardness, it also felt rather soft. Its testicles felt soft, almost as if they were full of something. I read the card that went with it. "You are required to get used to penetration. Please use this at the base of the wall, and penetrate your anus until you reach climax." I looked at the object, almost throwing it against the bed. How disgusting could they get? I wasn't going to penetrate myself. When I looked down I noticed how my hands shook. I was breathing in deep little gasps. When had I started to breath like that? I felt the warmth of my skin, and could feel my cock twitch despite its soft state. "The...the cum is making me want this." I made myself believe it, gripping the thing in my hands. It felt so hard, and big. A little bottle of lube was in the box. I gently dribbled it onto the dildo, moving my fingers across its length. Blushing, I moved to plop it against the wall. It didn't seem to have any trouble. The purple cock bounced when I slammed it against the wall. My hands still shook while I peeled my panties down. My member hung limp against my thigh, my hands parting my ass. It was lubricated, the oil they chose felt warm while I pressed the tip against my ass. My virgin hole tingled when I added pressure, taking one hand to aim it properly. Using my hips, I pushed back. The tip didn't flare like a real penis would, instead just sliding inside of me. It hurt for a second, my eyes watering. Fingers dug into the sheets. I gasped though when I went further. Each inch of that thick thing sliding into my ass made me feel a little better. Shaking, my hips slid back, lifting my hips into the air. It felt rather nice, this thick thing inside of me. "Be gentle." I told it, thrusting my hips backwards. A strange butterfly rested inside of my stomach. The pressure I expected from earlier wasn't building. Instead, there was a strange contractions deep inside of my stomach. I wanted to feel more of it. Thrusting downwards faster and faster I felt the thing forcing itself deep inside of me. I bit my lip, feeling myself moan deep inside of my chest. My cock dribbled cum, while my ass clenched around it. Then the thing made a slight whirring sound. Warmth spread inside of my spine. The familiar scent of semen filled my nose while it pumped what had been inside of the balls into my body. "What the fuck?" I said, turning to look at the machine as it drained inside of me. Yet, I couldn't get mad. Instead, I leaned down, sliding onto the bed. The afterglow of my orgasm keeping me relaxed. July 13th: Dizziness wears off after a few days. Yesterday I barely noticed after I gulped down the cum. I also think that I had overreacted when I described it. The semen hadn't really been that thick. It was completely my own paranoia that made it taste so foul. It isn't delicious, but it's just a normal fluid. Once I had tasted it cold that was a huge mistake. Warm was really the best that one could taste the jars of cum. I'd gotten used to skirts and panties rather quickly. I found it amazing how in a handful of days I could find they weren't that bad. Not having any erections made the panties easier to manage. If I'd been having chubby dick as often as I had before, I would have found them intolerable There will never be another erection in my future, I was sure of that at that moment. Sadly I looked down at the thick piece of meat I had between my legs that would never become hard again. It felt like I was letting it down. I shook my head to get my mind off such thoughts Walking into the kitchen, I looked into the mirror that my father had installed on the fridge. My hand went to my hair. It had been darker before, almost a crimson color. Now the color of my hair was becoming a much more flame colored red, and it felt thicker between my fingers. Also in the mirror were a few freckles I was sure I hadn't had before. Running my fingers across my face felt funny; almost as if I were different there. There wasn't much of a difference that I could tell just from the mirror though. To get my mind off that horrible mirror, I walked outside to check the mail. That would get my mind off of things. Looking towards the neighborhood gossips, I saw how much younger the women looked. It wasn't like a miracle, but it seemed everyone who changed did look and act like they'd lost a decade. These older women were chuckling to themselves about something. I was sure that their husbands still worked no matter what the physical changes might be. My eyes wandered downward from their faces though. When my eyes fell on their thick cocks, the memory of that cum sliding down my throat filled my mind. They looked so thick and juicy, their testicles probably filled with warm cream that came from the deepest parts of their bodies. My eyes sparkled, wanting to walk over to guzzle down every drop of cum from their penile tips. I bit my lip, forcing myself to remember I wasn't someone who gave into such things easily. I was going to do this without enjoying it. To get my mind off their dicks I walked back to my room. The jar wasn't supposed to be drunk for another hour, but I tipped it off anyways. Soon wonderful thick semen flooded down my throat. It filled my belly to the brim. The earlier orgasm mixed inside my stomach, making my head spin. It felt amazing, and I moved across the bed to grab the dildo I'd put against my bed. It popped when I removed it, gently massaging it. The thick purple tool still glistened from my earlier fun in the morning. I pressed it against my anus, pushing with ease. I'd been having fun with my toy often since I'd gotten it. The feeling of being pushed apart by that wonderful toy made the mixture of the orgasmic bliss of the cum inside of me mix together. That I was already giving up resisting never crossed my mind. July 15th: The only time I was able to go outside was to get the mail. There were jars of semen for me again, and I blushed to think what the neighbors might think. "Hey Sam." I heard that familiar voice coming from next door. "Oh hey um...." I had forgotten her name. That made her blink, her fingers pushing up her glasses. " "Jasmine." She said, running a hand to pull her lovely black hair from her ear. Then she did something I didn't expect; walked over. Since I had known her, Jasmine had always talked to me with the fence blocking us. Now she walked over to me. Her breasts bounced when she did so, the large orbs making my eyes follow. Her dress was rather plain, a dark brown skirt going all the way to her knees. "How could you forget?" That wasn't what surprised me though. I'd never seen Jasmine's penis. She was rather ashamed of having grown it, so she wore long skirts when other women were trying to show as much as possible. Even though her skirt went all the way to her knees, it still peeked out from under her skirt. The thing had to be about almost a foot long, the thick tip barely contained within the foreskin. "What are you?" Her eyes looked down with mine before she covered herself. "Don't look." She demanded. My pulse raced, that thick thing probably had huge balls with it. Skin tingling, I slid down onto the dirt of my homes yard beyond the gate. Her eyes questioned me. Quietly, I pulled her skirt upwards to reveal the thick thing. It was amazing, the thick quivering tip already oozing pre-cum so that a wet spot pooled around the cloth of her sock. "You...you shouldn't." She said, though her resistance was pathetic. I'd lifted up the thick monster between her legs, my other hand reaching to cup her balls. They were huge, filled with the cream that I desired. If I was going to lose my mouth virginity to someone, I thought that it might as well be the late 20's neighbor who had always been so sweet to us. Sliding the sock off, I noticed that the indentation of her cock against it had remained. I giggled, remembering that I had been able to tell that she had foreskin even with the sock on. I lifted it to my mouth, giving it a little lick. Tasting her pre-cum made the back of my mouth tingle. Tongue on fire, I licked between her pee slit to get all the yummy fluids that she could provide. It tasted delicious, the real stuff straight from her much better than any jar. The skin was crinkly, and my mouth pushed forward. I felt the firm flesh of her foreskin moving around in my mouth. My tongue lashed at it, making her moan deep in her chest. Her fingers ran through my hair, goading me onward. "I....oh...." She gasped, her face flushed with emotion. I gulped, attacking her cock tip with my tongue. The swell of her balls told me that she hadn't had it in a while. Trying my best, I slid my mouth forward. I just got her tip to the back of my throat before I had to stop, the taste of her member drove me to slowly bob my head back and forth. Foreskin closed and opened with every force, adding to her sensations. She gulped, trying to keep control. But, the cute neighbor boy was giving her a blowjob in full view of our neighbors. That rush made her gasp. I felt her pee slit opening against my tongue. Soon thick waves of semen coated the back of my throat. I looked shocked, feeling her cock wasn't stopping. More cum flowed than was in the jars. It seemed she'd been saving it just for me. I felt a little crush on her for doing that for me. With every gulp of cum I had to think of how she'd saved it for me. A little tear streamed down my eye at the thought. What seemed like forever finally ended her cock sliding from my lips. A little pearl of cum and saliva kept my lips attached to her member, and I could feel satisfied that I had fit that inside. "If you need another I am right next door. Just find me when I get the mail." I smiled sweetly before giving her cock a little kiss. The jars seemed so strange now that I had tasted Jasmine's dick. I walked with a little skip in my step into the house. Walking to the laundry room let me slide out of my clothes. I'd gotten an email earlier that day, telling me to maintain my clothing. It wasn't too hard. Feminine clothes just needed a delicate touch when you prepared them. Having given Jasmine a blow job, I decided to wash my current clothes. Sliding out of them allowed me to see how smooth my body had become. Each cloth sliding from my body surprised me with how I could feel each individual piece of it. My arms were clean of any hair, my armpits, legs, and my face were smooth as could be. They even felt softer to the touch because of the little layers of fat I was getting. I had to be extra careful not to eat too much at this time. Little strange hairs did exist around my crotch, but they created a little line above my useless member rather than any huge bush. "Oh me my." I told myself to test out my voice. I still sounded like me, but I could feel in the back of my throat the changes that would give me a sultry boyish voice like my dad's. Thinking about how I was changing made my mind wander to Jasmine's thick cock. I wondered what it would feel like inside of me. The purple dildo would have to do for now, but it felt rather interesting to think of a girl's cock like this for once. July 17th: Leaving the house felt strange. After all I had to wear the normal blouse, light blue tie, skirt, and panties that were required for girls at certain private schools. It felt strange against my developing shape. The lessons we were supposed to attend were for our own good, at least that's what they said. I could see other boys in the same position walking towards the school. All of them were walking strangely as if not used to walking in skirts. I kept fidgeting, forcing my skirt down so that I didn't show my ass to any girls. Each of us were directed to the class by a student who had volunteered. They were all girls that leered a bit at us. I looked at my fellow students to see how they might be getting along. I noticed a few I remembered from school. Dave and Jim were there, looking bothered by their uniforms. Each of them appeared to have wider hips, which I could see. I think some of us were getting shorter too. None of our uniforms fit anymore, many of them too big for our bodies. It felt strange to be able to see other boys changing along with me. We all sat in a class that would show us how to wear make-up properly. It seemed a huge waste to me. I could have asked my father or mother how to put on make-up. The class itself didn't appear to be too complicated. We were supposed to remember base, shadow, eye-shadow, and lipstick. The process was so easy that I even passed the first time that I tried it. There wasn't much that I could think of other than it had been a huge waste of time. Standing up, I noticed that my nipples were rather hard. Each of us had little tents in our blouses, something we instantly covered with our hands. Practicing with make-up had for some reason gotten our nipples hard All transitioning males raced out towards our home. I waved to them before I headed out. After all it had been the first time I saw other males changing. It felt comforting to know I wasn't alone. July 18th: The program would have to change things just when I'd gotten to a routine. About three times a day I would get my purple friend to invade my body so that I could cum. It felt amazing to spend time with her. I hope they would let me keep them. Then I would go to the mailbox so that I could get the mail, and meet Jasmine. She'd always race out to try and catch me. It was adorable to see how sometimes she wouldn't even be prepared. Her clothes would be half on, and I had to stop myself from chuckling. Each time I would get on my knees to suck that monster she owned. Her cum tasted delicious, so thick with the right mix of sweet and salty that made my head spin. Yet now that I had that wonderful routine they were asking me to visit the school again. Walking in my uniform, I almost stomped my feet. I had missed my time with my purple friend. That meant I felt extremely irritable. My eyes went to each of the other boys following with me. They didn't appear as distressed as I was. Confusion danced across their faces instead. Well, they didn't enjoy a routine as much as I did. The school didn't tell us what we were going to learn today. Instead, they directed us to the nurse's office. It had the door open while female students were waiting outside. We formed two lines to face the other. I could see some more of the guys I had grown used to. Everyone fidgeted to see what we were going to do. Our school nurse entered with a wide smile across her face. "Welcome dears. This is to make sure we don't have any cheater. So first, you need to strip." There was a pause from all the boys. Was she serious? Her expression grew darker, so we knew that she wasn't joking. Slowly, without any real sense of urgency we began to strip. I popped my shoes off, letting my socks slide inside. My blouse slid off my shoulders, my hands moving to cover my chest while I used my free hand to slide my panties around my ankles. Soon every male was naked. My eyes opened wide when I saw the other boys. This must be the reason that she'd had us strip in front of each other. We needed to see what the other boys were going through. I never noticed how different we were. All the boys were using their hands to cover their young little breasts. I removed my hand to be able to see that I had little cones growing from my chest. Deep red nipples pushed out into the air. They were long, thick, and sensitive. Cool air made my back tingle. Despite the difference of colors, all of our nipples were longer, and we had little lumps that marked our pre-pubescent breasts. I'd never really noticed what guzzling down girls cum was doing to us. She marched to the boy at the end of the line, moving down to get his name and class. Moving to his penis, I noticed how small it was. He couldn't have been bigger than 2 inches long. I moved my hands downward to feel my own member. I felt a shock at what I found. My cock remained flaccid, yet I had to be smaller than the boy she was currently touching. Thick gouts of Jasmine's cum had made me lose more than he had. It had grown tiny, I wondered why my panties fit so well. Hands moved to cup the boy's ass, showing how wide and full his ass and hips had become. Roaming around the room I found that all of us had hips that were flared out. A strange sense of anxiety filled me. How had I missed my cock shrinking so small? How had I not noticed such a change in myself? Was it happening slowly enough I didn't notice even when I was experiencing it at super speed? I almost missed my name being called. "S...sam." I stuttered out my name, class, and what she needed. Her hands felt so large and intimidating when they touched my tiny little cock. "Good Sam. This is perfect, you have been giving regular blow jobs haven't you?" She smiled sweetly. I blushed, seeing the other boys looking at me. I realized when I checked each of them that I was the smallest cock in the entire room. My face burned bright from realizing Jasmine had pushed me into being an over achiever. Her hands groped my ass, moving it in circles to make me realize how soft it had become. My ass tingled, feeling the need to meet with purple again. I'd have to deal with that when I did. Thankfully she moved from me to another boy. I looked at my hand, noticing the paleness of my complexion. I was becoming more of a redhead than I thought I would be. To calm myself I twirled a little bit of red hair between my fingers. "Such good boys." The nurse stated when she'd gone to each of us. "Now I have a very pleasant surprise for you." Her hands clapped together. A bunch of fellow girls from our classes entered. My eyes wandered to the girl who stood in front of me. "Class president?" I said, her eyes pushing a lock of blond hair out of her eyes. She nodded to me with a little smile. I could see her cock was already erect, throbbing with need. "Because of your studious actions for the program, I am going to give you pleasure that will replace that which you would give yourself with your special dildos. Girls, please teach them the pleasure of a real woman." The president smiled at me, moving to gently grab my shoulders. Her lips gently pressed against mine, pushing me back. I felt the edge of one of the tables that surrounded us. With a fluid motion she turned me towards it. I put my hands firmly on it. Spreading my legs, I could feel her gently trail her finger between my ass cheeks. Other girls had already mounted their boys. Dicks were sliding inside nubile boy asses while our female class presidents were taking us. Mine was a little nicer, gently teasing my hole with her cock. "This is a real cock. I have a boyfriend though, so I know I am the first. But, don't get attached." Pressure filled my ass, her cock sliding inside. Warmth filled me, the difference between her dick and purple were night and day. I loved that toy, but this pulsated inside of me. I gasped, my eyes closing while she slid herself out. It felt like she were dragging my insides with her. When she slid inside again I felt a little rub against a sensitive little spot. My little flaccid penis jumped when she pistoned inside of me. I moaned, my voice growing higher while she fucked me. It felt amazing. My insides clenched around her member. She kept thrusting inside of me, cupping my little breasts to give her a firm grip to invade me. I shuddered, feeling myself cum. Nothing came out of my cock, my ass clenching around her member. The president had more control than many of the others. I saw some girls already cumming inside a few times before the president release. Thick ropes of semen flooded inside me. I squealed with pleasure, the president laughing while she pumped more inside of me. When she finished I felt my belly fill with her seed. It made my head spin, a drugged up expression on my face. "Thank you..." I gasped out to her. She let me slide to the floor like the other boys. Gently kissing my cheek, she pulled back. "You are welcome. By the way you are really pretty." I grinned, my body sliding against the wall. July 20th: Dad had left with mom for a date. I'd waved them off because I was glad that they finally got some alone time. It was so rare that we were separated. With my changes, I was finding that they had so much more to worry about. That didn't sit well with me. I didn't want them to worry about me. After seeing how different I was already, I'd decided to just relax. We were all going to change, that was the point. I'd even enjoyed talking to Jasmine after I sucked her off. Dinner would have to be a private affair, and I got the pizza stuffed into the oven. The doorbell rang behind me. That was odd, normally people knocked. Had Jasmine come to visit? I opened the door to see my class president standing in the doorway. "Hello...um....can I help you?" Her body looked off, she was leaning to the side, her body twitching. She handed me a slip of paper. It had an official seal. "Dear Sir, To help rush along certain changes within your body, all student assistants now can visit your home at any time to assist you" She slid the paper out of my hands, a smile creasing her lips before she pushed past me. Closing the door, she gripped my hand. It felt warm to the touch, her fingers playing with her blouse. She unbuttoned it, releasing her braless breasts into the warm air. "I swear I wanted to see something. You have a milestone so close, and I am going to get it." She unhooked her skirt, revealing her bare ass. I didn't realize she wasn't wearing her panties. Her cock throbbed when she turned around to face me. A little bow covered the base of her cock. Slick pre-cum oozed pat her tip. "I've been jerking off for ages today without cumming. All of this is going inside." She ignored my movement away to grip my wrist. A fluid motion allowed her to force me onto the couch. That throbbing member caught my eyes. My ass tingled, my legs spreading while I wormed out of my panties. My little cock was against my balls, the tiny orbs feeling strange when she took her cock, rubbing the tip against my entrance. Without ceremony she slid inside of me. I moaned, her hips thrusting while she held onto my legs. I felt myself cum, my anus clenching around her hips. She kept thrusting, her cock pulsating with the ribbon around her penis. It prevented her from orgasming, and she kept thrusting over and over again. Rubbing my insides, I came a few times, my head swimming. Why did she prevent herself from having an orgasm? When she was pistoning again, my body aching deep inside I noticed why. When her slick fingers pulled on the bow, it allowed her cock to release. Her eyes rolled into her head, her body pushing downward so that she was almost on top of me. Warmth pumped into my body. Her cum felt like she was releasing it in buckets. Thick ropes of semen were forcing themselves deep inside. My stomach distended slightly from the amount of cum that she was pouring into me. By the time she was done I felt like someone had filled my entire form with cum. And it slowly got absorbed into my body. I laughed, feeling the whole world growing colorful. The rush and afterglow mixed so that I barely registered anything. For an hour I think we lay like this. The cum inside of me doing its work on me. After a while, my body came down from the orgasmic bliss. I felt a pressure deep inside o fmy balls. I squirmed underneath her. Her cock plugged me up, her blonde hair had grown messy, her fingers rubbing my balls. Her smile grew wider while she massaged it even faster. I could feel my scrotum getting tighter, suddenly my first testicles sliding inside. She didn't stop, massaging my other ball until it to slide inside of me. It felt strange, and I didn't know how to feel. "No more balls." Her panting held back her slight little snicker. "I knew I would get them today. I saved so much for you." Her hands cupped my little breasts, massaging them between her fingers before she kissed my cheek again. Reaching into the skirt that she'd dropped onto the floor, she pulled out her cell phone. There was another knock on the door after she texted someone. I wondered what it might be. Without being able to get up, the person just burst into my house. I squeaked, trying to cover myself. After all the president was still balls deep inside of me. "Congratulations." The program specialist said with a smile, kneeling down next to us. "You are the first to have your balls slide inside." Her smile didn't appear to be condescending while she handed me a new toy. It had bumps and balls, with a little vibration I could control with a button. "This is your reward." She said before handing it to me. Then without any ceremony she left, closing the door behind her. The president laughed, giving me a hug. "Sorry I need to recover after that." Her head laid against my chest, listening to my heart beat. July 22nd: Time was running out. I had to get more cum, and the president hadn't been much help. Sure my testicles were gone. But, I was still only showing cones when it came to my chest. That annoyed me. Now that I had accepted that I was going to change, I wanted to have some nice breasts. I grumbled when my dad was home, so I asked if he'd pick me up a few things from the store. He looked a little worried, but I was rather happy that he did accept it. I looked outside where I could find someone to have fun with. My eyes fell on the women gossiping in the corner. They'd been doing that forever. I could hear them laughing to themselves about something. There were always going to be something to gossip about. I walked over to them, smiling sweetly while I did so. "Hello." I said with a smile. They looked at me, over me while they looked back up. I could see the thought running through their minds. All women liked a tight boy ass. "How can we help you?" The oldest asked me with curiosity "Can I see the inside of your house?" I asked one. They turned a little without response while one chose their house. I followed with the others inside. We entered into the house without complaint. I wondered if we could have done this in the past. Now I noticed that they were watching my ass wiggle from side to side. I smiled, watching the bulges in their skirts grow. I felt a little dry mouthed at that. When we entered into the house, I saw that they'd decorated the walls with a few dozen pictures from all over the world. There were a few paintings from Japan, mixed with photographs from Spain. Only a glance showed me the different kind of decorations that this woman gave me. It was obvious she wasn't one of the married gossipers. "So why did you want to enter the house?" The woman who owned this home asked me. Her short blonde hair had a few specks of white, even though her face didn't have many wrinkles. I could see that they were all looking at me with expectations. "Well I need to be a complete boy soon. So, I thought a few gifted women like yourselves could help." I walked over to her, my hand gently moving under her skirt. I felt the pulsing penis right underneath. It twitched against my hand. Lifting it up into the air, I directed her towards me. She had a couch that looked more like a mix between a bed and couch. "You are the lady of this house. So you get this." I put her hardening dick against my ass, feeling it pulsate against me. Her cock grew rock hard then, her hands moving to pull my panties down. When she saw the curve of my ass, she let out a little sigh. The other two gossipers moved to see who could get to the other end first. The taller one reached the couch, pulling her panties down to reveal her throbbing member. A long finger slid inside of my ass. I'd gotten used to things entering inside of there. I moaned, using one hand to lift the cock in front of me. The gossip who'd missed her chance looked annoyed, but slowly stroked her cock. I saw a little pearl of pre-cum ooze past her member, licking it quickly before I kissed the other woman's tip. Two fingers slid inside of me, making he gasp. I licked around the mushroom cap, feeling the two fingers spreading me apart. It felt wonderful, and I couldn't wait til she did something else. My mouth encompassed the woman's cock, feeling my tongue lash across the tip while something else tensed around my anus. It felt warm and thick, pressing further. I opened my mouth wide when she slid inside. I could feel her heavy testicles bump against my empty scrotum while I pushed the other woman's cock deep against my throat. Her hips thrust inside, her smile easy to feel from behind me. She didn't seem to want to make this last. I could feel her pumping my hips, my body bouncing against the couch. My nipples rubbed against the arm of the couch, feeling it swell slightly. The cock in my mouth reached deep, surprising me with its first orgasm. The woman grunted, feeling warm cascading gouts of cum down my throat. She pulled out, her friend instantly shoving inside of me again. Thick cocks kept trading. It seemed that my lover from behind had more control. I hadn't felt her cum inside of me yet, and her cock was aching deep inside. Three and then four gouts of semen were pouring into me. I looked down, feeling the flesh around my chest changing. It was almost like I could tell that the cum stained blouse was expanding. I had gone in flat, and was expanding into a small B cup. My nipples poked through the material, my chest swelling while they entered inside of me. Now I lost count of how much cum was in my stomach. I felt full, like someone were filling me with semen. Yet she didn't cum inside of my ass. I felt annoyed, the other women were panting, their cocks leaking semen from a dozen different orgasms. If she didn't cum I thought that my breasts would never be bigger than B's. Then she released I felt warmth fill my ass, and then push further. Her cock blocked it from flowing out of me, instead it went deeper and deeper. For a minute her cock sent waves of semen inside my body. My breasts swelled. Like two buns they expanded, popping a button on my shirt. The new weight threw me off, making me fall onto the couch. I gasped for air, feeling the new change overcome me. Her head sagged, her body falling backwards after her orgasm. I smiled, lifting myself up. I cupped my breasts, feeling the new weight. I didn't know cup sizes, but when I bought a bra I learned I was a D cup. Thick red nipples poked out, and the freckles on my face showed more against my pale skin. Happy to have been accommodated, I snuck out of their house. Almost skipping, and reeking of cum, I ran into Jasmine. Her eyes were bright, and I could see a few tears there. "Wh...what did you do?" She asked me. "I grew these." I smiled, hefting the new breasts I'd grown. "I could have helped you. I...I....like you." She admitted, her glasses low on her nose, and the little tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. "What?" I said with surprise, turning red at the prospect of someone liking me. I saw she needed to have me say something. "I like you to Jasmine." I said, partially to make her feel better. Her eyes lit up, her hand pulling me into a kiss. I could feel her warmth emanating from the kiss. It travelled down my spine to my toes. I felt the breath leave my body while she released me. Did I say the right thing? I wondered about that when she let me return to my home. What message had I sent? I wasn't sure and that worried me more than anything. July 23rd: Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I liked her to. That had run through my head while I went out to get the mail. My breasts bounced because I hadn't been able to pick up a bra the day before. They were rather heavy, taking a little getting used to. My eyes darted to the front lawn when Jasmine came out. Her eyes were on me. I smiled, waving over to her. Without a missed step she walked out towards me. "Hey." She told me before she leaned in to kiss me. I found myself accepting it. She hadn't forcefully done it, but the more that our lips were together, the deeper it became. Soon her tongue slid into my mouth, leaning me back slightly so that my back was against the gate. "I want to be the one." She said in a husky breath." "To what?" I asked while I saw her skirt rising. That faded brown thing was so horrendous. It pushed upwards to reveal that thick thing. I'd tasted it, but I could see she was aiming it somewhere else. "To finish you. I want your pussy to grow with me inside." Her cock tip pressed against my anus, I could feel the pressure from such a thick thing. "Just...be careful." I told her, feeling my eyes moving. There were neighbors watching us. I had to move my legs to prop myself up. She used her weight to hold me against the gate before she pushed my body downwards. I'd taken many sized cocks in my ass, never before one this large. The tip flared, pushing back while her thick foreskin slid backwards. It pressed my ass apart, making me gasp. For a second I felt pain before it popped inside of my body. I grunted, feeling that length pushing further. She gasped, her hands holding me tightly. Our breasts pressed together, the pain subsiding for pleasure. This was going to be my last time with anything of my past remaining. She'd be taking that last bit. I felt Jasmine was the nicest one to do it. Sliding deeper, she pushed that thick monster as deep inside as possible. It forced my insides apart. She stopped, making sure that I was used to it before she slid herself out. The thick member force itself out, only to slide back in. Her slow method was at least letting me get used to it. After a few thrusts I moaned, my hips pushed back. It felt like she was pushing all of herself into me, her heavy balls bumping against me. "I love you." Jasmine said before kissing me. Our age difference made me feel nervous, but at this time I wasn't going to ignore it. Maybe I was the first to ever let her do this to me. If so I wasn't going to take it away. The slow thrusts were torture, her stamina driving me crazy. With every thrust were more and more neighbors. I even saw a few of the boys from my program watching. Their breasts heaved as they saw what was happening to me. Not that many women gave them a chance, soon they were on their knees, in bushes, or in other positions so that they too could be finished. That sight made my ass clench, my insides cumming with every fiber. The thought that we were sharing a transformation drove me forward. That made her grunt a little bit, a little warmth filling my belly. I knew that she could cum more. This had been a mini-orgasm that she'd experienced. Her pace didn't change, the cum lubricating her. A little bit of cum had been all I needed though. I felt my cock slide slightly backwards. It shriveled, a bit of skin growing over the pee slit. My scrotum expanded slightly, the skin expanding until it appeared to be paper thin. I smiled, seeing that she wasn't paying attention to what was happening to me below. "Fuck me Jasmine. Penetrate me as fast as you can." I said with a grin, my teeth showing. Her eyes were big before she nodded. Her hips thrust upwards, I yelped while her cock slid inside of me. That thick monster forced me apart over and over again, her hips growing rather frantic. We both were panting, my breasts bouncing with every thrust. Soon we both came, her balls emptying into my ass. The skin around my scrotum tore, making me squeak in surprise before the skin revealed my new pussy. Other boy's vaginas were being revealed as they came to. We all breathed hard. Seeing what she'd done, Jasmine turned a red color. Her hair fell in front of her eyes. "Oh darling don't be shy." I said with a little gasp. "I am complete thanks to you." I kissed her cheek while I tried to pull back. My anus was wide open when I finally disentangled us. Jasmine seeing everyone ran into her house while I just looked with pride at my new pussy. I'd completed the program. I was going to be alright, and I was sure I was fully functioning now. Mike would be so proud of me. One thing I definitely needed was to take a shower. I walked into my house to shut the door. The crowd outside was still having fun. Stripping from my clothes I walked into the shower. Warm water soon cascaded down onto the tiles. Stepping inside I enjoyed the sensation of the warm water on my completed form. July 25th: Breasts bounced with nervousness. All the program directors were there. We'd gone into the school's auditorium to actually meet this time. I'd worn my school uniform, my panties firmly shaping around my ass. I thought I had done a decent job with some light make-up. It wouldn't get me a date, but subtle would be best for us. The rest of the boys with me had taken the same kind of tactic with their make-up. My breasts ached slightly, feeling the new bra I had bought for the occasion. I wasn't used to it. We were being looked at by each director. They would lift our breasts with their hands. Their firm hands cupped my pussy before they wrapped their hands around my chin to get a better look at my face. To be honest, it was a little demeaning. The directors were looking at us like we were meat. I felt a little shaky when the last director slapped her hand against my crotch. I felt the questing fingers, and knew they were getting a little extra feel on our young bodies. I looked from side to side, we were all standing still. The head director of the program stood in front of the two lines that we'd created. With her hand behind her back, she took a deep breath. "All of you have put a lot of effort into this. With a little motivation, you have exceeded my expectations. This class of students have had a 100% success rate. You are all fully functional males. I am happy and proud to be able to give every one of you a passing grade." I felt a little sigh of relief. I could attend school the next semester. I hadn't failed. Each of us laughed a little, patting our arms, and congratulating each other. I had to tell Mike, he'd be proud of me. Though my mind went to his cute little body. Now that I had the same form, I didn't feel any less of a rush. Soon we'd be able to celebrate. July 26th: The teapot whistled on the stove. Removing it with a thick cloth so that I wouldn't burn my hand made me feel a little awkward. I'd never really been up to making tea before. But, I needed something mundane to invite Mike over. My parents had left on another date, probably to celebrate my transformation. The thought that they might be having fun with their bodies didn't bother me like it once would have. The doorbell rang, quickly I skipped towards it. I grinned when I saw Mike at the door. His t-shirt didn't cover the wide expanse of his breasts. I felt proud that my breasts were actually bigger. "Oh...my...I thought that you would be different. I haven't been able to see you. You are rather lovely." He smiled when he entered into the house. The smell of tea pervaded the room. I walked towards the kitchen. Pulling up a seat, Mike fixed his skirt so that he could sit. "So are we going to just drink tea?" He asked. I poured the beverage into two little cups, looking for a little sugar to