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The Irish Curse By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Part Four He was dying to take a break as he headed back to the room, instantly receiving some hugs from the girls as he entered. "We were all so worried," said April hugging him again. "So glad you're back, Kell." "Devin texted us a few pictures." Hannah flipped around her phone. "I guess Miss Sanchez was more pissed than we thought?" "Ya think," said Walter, tossing up his hands and then sitting down. "I'm so wiped." "No time Kelly!" Holly immediately pulled him from his chair and snapped out his extensions. "Get in the shower, because you'll need every second to get ready. It's the last night! We'll be going home tomorrow. You can rest then." "Oh you must be kidding!" Walter sighed as they shoved him in shower. He let the water beat down on him for a bit, trying to gather himself. When he finally came out it, was like he was in one big pajama party, as the half-naked curler clad girls attacked him as a unit, working on his face, body and undergarments. He really was one of them now as they didn't give a second thought as Hannah's boobs swung freely as she wrapped his hair in a towel while Holly's robe was complexly open, flashing him as she stepped up the makeup palette they would use on him. In a way it was relaxing, as Nina moisturized him from head to toe while Lucy worked on painting his toe nails. April had really gained a lot of confidence working on his face as Holly guided her with every step as she did his makeup. It almost wasn't too bad being pampered like this, as he finally felt relaxed as he stood naked spread eagled as they addressed his every crevice. Finally they half covered him in Hannah's red silk robe as his foundation and freckles had been completed. Once Lucy slipped his contacts back in, he could barely wait for this to be over as they had never paid this much attention lining his eyes. It was strange seeing the thick false lashes being taken from their packaging as they measured them against his. After a quick trim, Nina was squirting glue on the ends of them and blowing before she handed them to April and she pressed them into place and held for a few seconds. With a small lash brush she combed through them, blending together his natural ones with the falsies, before three coats graced each side. It was a much darker shadow kit than he had seen before, he wasn't sure what they were doing to him as they pushed his lids shut. This was a much longer makeup process than before as finally they seemed to finish as they worked at the bridge of his nose, then his cheeks and then even his forehead while Nina reached under his robe twisting little Walter. "Stand for me ok, Kell," said Hannah, pulling off the robe. He couldn't believe how sore it was down there as she spun and yanked a little but it hurt so good as she played while Holly strapped a bra around his chest. He could feel the sensitivity as she pushed to create some cleavage and slid in the cold inserts. It was hard to look down through as April lifted his chin, paying close attention to his smile as he felt the creamiest his lips had ever been, as a series of lip brushes followed a fine pencil as they took so much time perfecting his lips. He had no idea how he'd turn out, but he was certain it would be bolder, as he was pretty shocked at how much more made up the other girls were for their big event. As they powdered his face one last time, Nina finally ceased her playful grips as Hannah stepped in with a panty. "Enough Nina! Save it for later, and you're not ruining those lips right now," Hannah said as she lifted one of his legs. "I know we had our turns already, but I'm so freaking horny," said Nina giving one last flick. "It's not coming up any way." "She's probably exhausted," said Lucy as Hannah tucked it back, pulling up his panties. "I mean we've really worked the little guy." "Don't think so," said Hannah, standing and squeezing his left breast. "It's the hormones. They're already taking effect!" "No way," Walter shouted as his eyes bulged out as he could feel the sensitivity as she pushed to create some cleavage and slid in the cold inserts. "Can't be." "Relax, it's only temporary unless you continue it." Hannah pulled up the elastic between his butt cheeks. "I researched it and you'll be fine, just let me finish adjusting you please, because I need this just right." "Is that a thong?" Walter jumped as she pushed up his testicles inside him and adjusted this manhood. "I don't think that'll cover me or hold me in? This is all too much or not enough? I'm so confused?" "Well, we'll just see about that." Hannah yanked the elastic between his cheeks. "These are so sexy, and you'll need this in your dress. I love them. Now walk a few steps." "Feels so weird, like a wedgie?" said Walter reaching back, feeling it inside his crack. "But at least for now you can be more than our sex toy." Holly rubbed his back. "You can really feel like one of us tonight." "But I'm not one of you," replied Walter. "I'd just rather be here as your sex toy. That was our deal." "And you were great at it, Kelly," said Hannah pulling off his robe. "Now let's get you dressed so you can go get your hair done while we finish getting ready and just enjoy one last night. Lisa's waiting for you!" Holly bent now, helping him on with ultra sheer hose. His eyes then almost popped from his head as he saw her take the shoes from a box and place them on the floor near his feet. "Wait, I can't walk in these?" Walter objected as she slipped the strap over his heel. "You'll be fine, they're frigging kitten heels compared to the stilettos I'm wearing, and the only thing that fits you and matches the dress you'll be in. You're even lucky we have something appropriate for you to wear, so just shush and act natural," said Hannah annoyed. "Take baby steps and you'll master them in no time." Walter had little choice as they lifted his feet into the open toed shoe and then wound the straps around his ankle. It was only a few seconds before he was standing straight up, staring down at his legs in about a 3 inch heel. He could see why they polished his toes a bright pink, as the large toe and part of the second toe peaked out of the peep style shoe, of which his heel was also exposed in the classic sling back style. His heart was pounding now as Nina unzipped his dress and knelt as April helped him step into it. It was his first time in something that clung to him like this, as they wiggled it up into place and suddenly he was zipped in. "Oh come on!" said April, fastening a little necklace around his neck. "I'm so psyched for tonight, and you're going to look amazing!" "This is too hard." Walter struggled as he moved. "I'm definitely going to fall in these!" "You're not and there's nothing else to wear anyway," April rolled her eyes as they walked out the door. "Focus on each step for now." He walked ever so slowly with his ankles bending a few times, testing his shoes as April held his arm as she brought him down the hall to Lisa's as they headed in. "About time, ladies," said Lisa looking at her watch. "I've been dying to work on you two. Let's see how the set's holding April." "Sure," said April as Lisa unrolled one of her curlers. "Maybe twenty under the dryer should finish it hon," said Lisa, re- rolling it and placing her under the soft bonnet dryer cap seated right next to Walter. "I'll swivel Kelly to you and you do the tips ok?" "Sounds good," said April as she felt her dryer come on as she began working on Walter's left hand removing his nail polish. Lisa then quickly turned her attention to Walter, as she placed her long sheet over his dress and shoes, making sure he was fully covered before taking off his towel turban and brushed through his short wet hair. She took her blow dryer, removing the dampness and then took a moment clipping in his extensions. "So I hear you're the dramatic, emotional, romantic type who's also got that bad girl streak in her," said Lisa brushing through it and giggling. "Is that right?" "What do you mean?" Walter was confused. "Oh nothing! I just love you in that dress, so it makes my mind wander like when I was your age!" Lisa playfully tapped his shoulders. "So let's get creative dear! Wait! Oh shit, what's all over the bottom of your extensions?" "It's glue I think," Walter answered, pulling the length towards him. "Those bratty kids squirted crap all over me and I guess it didn't come out?" "It's alright! With the limited time we've got, and your face shape, we can go a little shorter," said Lisa, spraying all of it. "Later you can add some long extensions if you want and it won't be too short, like the bad haircut you had anyway." She now carefully dampened the extended lengths, treating all his hair both real and faux as one. With her fingers she lifted and twisted, imaging some things in her mind and then got to work snipping. He almost couldn't believe how much small clippings of red hair coated in some glue were sliding down his cape as she circled him, lifting and trimming constantly. Finally as she put down her scissors, she filled her hands with mousse, working it in everywhere before taking a brush and her blow dryer pulling at each section. As she switched it off, he thought maybe he was done as she created a part on the left side before brushing most of his hair to right side, and was shaking a can of hairspray while April now began gluing on his new tips. With her finger, Lisa then pulled a small section at his temple and then brushed through it before spraying it. From behind, appeared a silver barreled ? inch curling iron, which she wound vertically into the section and he sat hearing the sizzle as she wound it into his hair. It wasn't in there long before she worked her way backwards, curling the next section as she worked her way towards the back of his head, curling section after section. When she did two layers, she put it down, jumping to the right as she stretched the middle section, inserting a large jaw clip, pinching it. She then curled the entire right side just like the left, and then slowly removed small sections from the middle, layering more curls. It was quite odd feeling his head being totally re-created with each twist, until finally she put down the iron. With her pick, she lifted at the parted area, spraying and then hitting it with her hair dryer softly. She then took her fingers carefully separating certain sections as she picked at them, arranging them before fully saturating each side now. In front, she took a thicker two inch iron, lifting and twisting his bangs at an angle three or four times as she changed their positioning with quick winds and turns. "Ok, shake your head right and left for me and let's see how they hold," Lisa ordered, staring at his hair. It was bizarre as he could feel his hair moving strangely as he could see the big smile on her face as she paused, touching his ears as he could feel the sensitivity. "Am I done?" Walter asked as he got a clear view of his long nails now. "Yes, but don't touch anything and keep them fanned out while I finish April's hair, the clear coat can really dry," d Lisa undid the cape and then took a hand held mirror, circling him and showing him his new do. "Just keep them out and let them set five more minutes. I know it might look shorter than you expected but it looks gorgeous." He watched in horror as she circled him from front to left, to back to the right and then back in front as he stared at his new hairdo. It wasn't much shorter for all the trimming, but it was reshaped into a head of perfectly coiffed, thick auburn curls. The LOB type style still existed, but no longer touched his shoulders, hanging freely no more than an inch from his bare collar bone, adding to his pristine, feminine Irish appearance. For the most part, the curls were fairly loose yet nicely defined, as she had separated them with her fingers, creating his new long curly bob and in front his bangs had been lifted, blending into some little twists and angled away from his side part. When she placed the mirror down, he now stared at his extended super glossy now cotton candy pink nails, which ended in square fuchsia tips, which had been done ever so delicately in a modern pink French style. It was so hard not to feel sick to his stomach thinking about his image as he turned, watching pin after pin being inserted into April's hair as Lisa had pulled it back and elevated it slightly. As she finished, April twisted as he could see how it was arranged it into a half up, half down style with long cascading spirals down her back, as he realized they were almost ready to leave for the evening as she stood with her back to him. "What a day," mumbled Walter to himself, spacing out until a strong scent broke his gaze now as he quivered before composing himself, as he realized Lisa had sprayed his neck near his collar bone, as a pungent perfume flooded his nostril. She guided him now towards April as he took one step, focusing on how his smooth left leg ruffled the layers of the glamorous Terani Couture cocktail dress as he moved. In a way he noticed nothing but how tightly it fitted his frame, and staring down at the flared skirt above his feet in his dainty heels, thinking no way could he be wearing or even walking in this. "Come on," said April, softly grabbing his wrist and giving a tug as Lisa finished her hair. "You've got to see how amazing you look." As much as he tried to see through his latest ensemble, it was almost hard to fathom that Walter was still somewhere in there. He had been dressed in Kelly's clothes more times this weekend than he could have imagined, but never did he stare at his reflection before and see some girl that looked like she should grace a junior prom magazine. He was now in a breathtaking teal blue strapless cocktail dress, that showcased a sweetheart neckline with a mid-cut back. Beaded appliques in a symmetric pattern embellished the bodice, creating a glimmer at every turn while the flared short tulle skirt completed the stunning fairy like design. They had certainly pushed up and stuffed what little he had with the strapless gel bra underneath, but he still appeared to have no more than a full A-cup, creating a touch of some shape on his runners frame. Even though it seemed fairly comfortable to move in, he knew he'd be struggling enough just getting around in his charming peep-toed pumps, which perfectly matched the dress's teal color, and his nude hosed legs gave him the thinnest appearance as it all came together adorably, giving him the look of a teen developing into her curvature. In a way though, he still had the look of a attractive yet awkward young girl in a pretty dress, trying to come into her own, as the moment he grinned nervously his braces and freckles still stood out on his face. They had done all they could though to make him look more mature and glamorous, as his green eyes had never looked bigger or bolder under thick dark curled lashes and perfectly lined lids. As he blinked, the dark corners of his smoky shadows looked so natural in his more made up state, and for the first time he sported over lined cherry-pumpkin lips, that looked fuller than he could have imagined. "It's fun to be a beautiful princess, isn't it ladies," said Lisa, coming up from behind. "Enjoy tonight and just don't let the boys try to take advantage of you." "Oh we'd never," said April with a little grin. "Remember who you're talking to, April," Lisa smiled. "It wasn't that long ago I was in exactly your shoes." "Yeah and she can have them again if she wants," Walter muttered as April took his arm, dragging him away from the mirror. "Oh stop," said April as they were walking out arm and arm together like two girlfriends. "Just chill and enjoy one last night as Kelly, because when this is over, if you're good then maybe one of us will dig under all those layers and relax you." "That's a deal," said Walter, relaxing for just a moment as she gave a little pinch on his ass under his dress. She guided him ever so carefully as they then walked into the large reception, finding their friends. He could hardly believe how incredible the girls looked with the hair and makeup all done up in their fancy dresses. He took a plastic champagne glass filled with some form of bubbly water just like April, and suddenly he was socializing with the other girls. "Wow," grunted Lucy, teasing him. "Don't you clean up well, Miss Kelly?" "She does! Doesn't she?" Nina agreed, sipping her fake champagne. "How areyou feeling after I heard they fixed ya today?" "Kind of weird, honestly?" said Walter. "I can't put my finger on it but..?" "Weird like little Walter won't be popping out any time soon I heard," said Hannah. "In fact I heard they gave you a 4x dose, which is supposed to block everything and start you down a different road. You look the part, so what the fuck I say." "Hannah, don't scare her like that," said Holly before stopping mid- sentence. "Drink your punch and everything will be back to normal in no tiiii...." "Oh no!" Walter instantly got nervous, grabbing her arm mid-sentence. "Holy shit, here comes Tim. Please, I'm not starting up any conversation with him. I'm freaked out enough!" "Hey ladies," said Tim smiling. "So Kell, maybe we could talk for a minute?" "Not a good time," said Walter, turning his back and walking away dragging April. "April and I have to be...." As he scurried half way across the room, he quickly found himself looking at a group of boys he knew from his school. He panicked, turning away as April stopped him. "What the hell, Kelly?" said April as he panicked, turning away as April stopped him. "I thought we were running from Tim." "Go back. Hurry up," cried Walter, dragging her with him. "It's the jocks from my class. What the hell are they doing here. They'll recognize me. Holy crap! Go anywhere else." "They won't! Have you really looked at yourself tonight?" said April grabbing his shoulders. "Just act cool and do what girls do! Come on. I'm going back because I promised Chuck a dance. If I were you, I'd dance with Tim and no one would suspect anything." "No way!" Walter answered. "You know what happened. I'm ready to puke just thinking about it!" "Did I hear something about puking already?" said a guy, interrupting them. "I thought no alcohol was allowed at this party, so let me in on the secret ladies." "Oh hey Devin," said April, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek. "Don't mind Kelly. She's just being her typical dramatic self!" "Thank goodness, because I usually don't have that sort of response on girls, but I thought maybe I didn't shower or something since the courts," teased Devin, hugging Walter. "But obviously you ladies clean up nicely." "Thanks," mumbled Walter, nervously looking to his left, seeing Tim watching their conversation and then to his right, seeing the guys from school wandering towards them. "So are you ladies..." started Devin. "Oh I'd love to dance," said Walter, ducking under Devin's arm and taking charge, leading him towards the dance floor. "Come on, I love this song." "Ok then." Devin was a bit surprised as he found himself walking with his arm around Walter. "I see you're a bit less nervous getting ready to dance than you are with a racquet." "Oh sorry," said Walter, realizing he might be acting too pushy for a girl. "You know us girls just love dancing." "I can see that," laughed Devin. "But just go easy on me, because I'm more of a tennis player than a dancer ok?" "Got it," said Walter as they got to the dance floor and he began to do his best shaking his hips and arms. It was so strange as Devin started doing the same as he found them almost robotically dancing together for maybe thirty seconds until the music quickly turned slow. "Ah, this is better for me. This type of song I'm better at dancing from being at my cousin's wedding," said Devin taking Walter's hand. "Oh great," said Walter sarcastically as he quickly realized that Devin was a big strong guy as he closed in his fingers hand bringing him close. It was totally different than him helping him in tennis, but he instantly remembered that firm yet somehow non-crushing grip across his palm, before he felt the tingle of his other hand across his bare back. They took baby steps together as slowly they turned, dancing as Walter turned his face from time to time looking around to see what wandering eyes might be pointed his way. When he looked over seeing Tim checking out what he was doing, he twisted his neck around brushing against Devin more closely, and he soon found his head pressed against Devin's shoulder. His chest was like solid rock as he quickly felt nauseous, hearing the beating of his heart through his muscular frame, realizing he was dancing so closely. "Sorry that's too close," said Walter, pushing back away from his chest. "Oh I'm sorry I just thought..." Devinstarted to respond as Walter noticed his classmates nearby. "No it's fine," said Walter, panicking, resuming the dance and placing his arms around Devin turning them a little. "I just didn't want to get any makeup on your jacket, and you know the curls crush easy so... This is better right?" "Sure. I like it," said Devin, looking down at Walter as he looked away. "I crush easy too, so be gentle ok?" "Gentle?" giggled Walter, nervously looking away. "I can't crush much, especially with these nails tonight." "You kidding, you've got that ScarJoe Avengers thing going on with the new curly hairdo, and those incredible lips," said Devin, trying to keep it light. "I'd be seriously worried if you were in the tight black widow outfit instead of this amazing dress. She crushed everything in those movies." "You boys are so silly with your super hero crushes," joked Walter as he smiled, letting out a fake giggle, shifting a touch as suddenly Walter found his left wrist sitting softly on the right as his arms were now crisscrossed behind Devin's neck. When he moved up his neck, his eyes were again now directly looking into Devin's, only this time he initiated the contact accidentally. He quickly looked away nervously for a moment, happily not looking seeing his classmates but the second his eyes returned looking up, it was like Devin's were looking through his. He could sense his punch flavored breath, on his as his lips were merely inches away as Walter swallowed nervously as he felt Devin's fingers softly sliding against the bare skin on his back, holding him steadily looking at each other. It was a sensation he really couldn't register, as he now felt Devin's index finger glide gingerly up the edge of his right shoulder blade ever so slowly, and then as it reached the top, even more gradually now slide down his bare spine. He thought he heard the faintest of zipping sounds, like he unfastened maybe just a few clicks of his dress's zipper the moment his finger just barely slid inside it on his back, gently touching his vertebrae. This was too much for his mind to process, he was stunned to find himself lip locked with Devin and this time he knew he had put himself in this precarious position, as he noticed Devin close his eyes and felt the embrace ever so slightly tightening. He looked to the left and right, realizing the coast was clear finally and then prepared to push away as suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder from behind. "So didn't we already have a nice chat about some of these things, Miss McDermott." "Oh Mrs. Sanchez," exclaimed Walter, never happier to see her. "Yes of course we did. We were just dancing. Nothing more, right Devin?" "Hi Mrs. Sanchez," Devin said, seeing Hannah standing next to Mrs. Sanchez. "Yes...uumm....Kelly was just teaching me to slow dance. Oh hey Hannah." "I bet," said Hannah with a little evil grin seeing Devin's eyes widen. "So then I guess no one would mind if I cut in for the next song, right?" "Wonderful Hannah, because now that he's had his dance lesson, I'll need to borrow Miss McDermott for a minute." Mrs. Sanchez took Walter by the hand as Hannah left with Devin, giving Walter a look. "I'm sure you don't mind and she'll see you later." "Oh, of course not," mumbled Devin as he started dancing with Hannah. "See ya Kelly." Mrs. Sanchez now led Walter discreetly all the way across the dance floor and into the next room, as she closed the door behind them. He was pretty petrified now as she just leaned on the door with her arms folded, staring at him as he almost couldn't believe he was in trouble again. "Please Mrs. Sanchez," cried Walter. "I wasn't going to do anything. Nothing happened!" "So you weren't going to kiss another boy?" said Mrs. Sanchez. "Because from the looks of things?" "No please," whined Walter. "I wasn't even planning on dancing, but it just happened." "Really? It just happened?" said Mrs. Sanchez. "I mean it certainly looked different from my vantage point." "I wasn't!" cried Walter. "Do you think I'm an idiot?" said Mrs. Sanchez. "Don't you think I know what you girls do when you come here? Don't you think I know what you've been training to do all weekend?" "Training?" asked Walter shrugging his shoulders, giving her a look. "Me?" "Oh please Kelly," said Mrs. Sanchez. "I know exactly what Hannah and Holly are up to." "You do?" said Walter surprised. "Of course! We all started just like you did," said Mrs. Sanchez. "Obviously you didn't know it, but I was a trainee here when I was your age too! Give me a minute!" Walter had no idea what to say as Mrs. Sanchez went outside and then came back in with a pillow, tossing it in front of him. "Always mind your dress and stockings, especially when you're all done up," said Mrs. Sanchez, standing right in front of him. "Now kneel and be mindful of your shoes and outfit." "You're kidding! But you're my...," Walter was cut off as she pushed at his shoulders. "Your teacher I know... relax," said Mrs. Sanchez, as he found himself kneeling starting at her skirt as she lifted it. "And there's nothing wrong with experimenting at your age. Trying everything or else how could you ever know what you really might like." Walter's eyes were bugging as he watched her rub her fingers against her silk panties, as he wasn't sure if he should be more nervous or thrilled. Even though she was double his age, she was in great shape and had a certain sex appeal as he zoned out feeling himself salivating. "Ok ready dear," said Mrs. Sanchez, reaching out and stroking his shoulder and neck. "Wow? I guess." Walter licked his lips. "Good, we'll start slowly with something you can handle," yelled Mrs. Sanchez, dropping her skirt and stepping back. "Ok you can come in now. She's ready." Walter was immediately thrown for a loop as the door opened and in came Tim with Lisa. He was in complete shock as Lisa guided him right in front of Walter for a moment, until he realized Tim changed places with Mrs. Sanchez, standing right in front of him and didn't waste a moment dropping his pants to his ankle. "Oh no Mrs. Sanchez. This is not what I exp---" Walter yelped as she walked behind him, pinching the back of his neck. "I know honey, but like anything else you can't really learn without doing it and obviously you're past all the foreplay bullshit," Explained Mrs. Sanchez, jamming his face down as suddenly his lips were wrapped around Tim's manhood. "This is no cucumber or banana. Trust me, you'll enjoy this much more than any of that crap you practiced on and we're here to get you past the jitters." Walter was so stunned he could barely put up an ounce of opposition as she held the back of his head tightly with her fingers intertwined into his hair as she guided his mouth up and down. "But...peeeaaazzzee...." Walter slurred, unable to speak with his mouth full, as Mrs. Sanchez pushed harder. "I'm noooo...." "Breathe through your nose and relax your throat," said Mrs. Sanchez, as it only took seconds for him to gag as she held him firmly. "Don't think about anything but enjoying this and pleasing Tim. Trust me you're already doing fine on the latter." It was completely unnerving that Tim was already moaning in pleasure as she bobbed his head with her grip. He could hear Tim groaning more heavily now as he was only maybe a minute into all of this as suddenly Walter felt him completely tense up. "Seriously? Already," said Mrs. Sanchez as she sensed the impending eruption pushing him down hard as Tim exploded into his mouth. "I'm sorry," Tim moaned. "She freaking unbelievable." "What a wimp?" said Mrs. Sanchez, annoyed and letting go of her grip. "Get any on her dress and I'll freaking kill you." She took a towel then wiped the spew from his chin and then pushed him back, making sure nothing dripped onto the dress. "Sorry, I don't think I did," cried Tim thrilled feeling relieved. "You're lucky you pig," said Mrs. Sanchez. "Now pull up your pants and get out." "That was amazing Kelly," mumbled Tim nervously. "Maybe after we all get home we can go out some time." "She's way out of your league. Now be thankful and get out," said Mrs. Sanchez, giving him an evil look. "Cool, thanks again Kell." Tim kissed the top of Walter's head as he zipped up and ran out. "Ok so now you're not a rookie anymore. I know it was quick and dirty, but you should be fine on your own from here," said Mrs. Sanchez. "You ready to get out there and have some fun." "Are you telling me to go out there and do this again?" mumbled Walter with tears in his eyes. "Are you nuts!" "Sure, once I touch you up," said Lisa taking a brush to his lips. "Why, didn't you enjoy it?" "Of course she did," said Mrs. Sanchez, lifting his chin looking down at him. "It's just the first time is always scary, but she's got the perfect lips for it." "Stop please. All of this is wrong," Walter said as tears dripped down his face. "You don't understand!" "Of course we do dear," said Mrs. Sanchez. "I just think you need more training, so maybe we should be a little more gentile at first. Maybe we rushed you with a disgusting boy like Tim." "Yes, please no more Tim's," said Walter as Lisa wiped his tears. "I know you don't believe me, but he's really not my type." "Go ahead Lisa. I'm sure he'll relate better to you," said Mrs. Sanchez. "My pleasure," said Lisa lifting her skirt. "Go ahead honey." "You want me to?" Walter stared at her bright red silk panties. "Definitely. Don't be so shy or shocked. I'll guide you, Kelly," Lisa dropped her skirt for a moment and taking his hands, pushed his fingers at the each side of her panties. "Rip 'em down and get to work, princess. I didn't trim that hair out of your face for nothing you know." She leaned down, softly touching her lips to his for just a moment as he tasted her cherry lip gloss and then he reached under her skirt, grabbing at each hip as he ripped her panties to the floor. As she stepped out of them, Walter could feel his trapped member trying to come to life as he lifted her skirt with her left hand as she guided his hand under it until he couldn't believe his touch pulling back. "No way," spouted Walter as she held his wrist tightly. "It's fine. I know you're a bit surprised, but you'll also be better at it this time," said Lisa, smiling at him before she leaned down softly kissing him again. "It'll be just like you've done all weekend with the girls, only the roles are reversed. Now put your mind at ease and try to remember what you liked. Soft yet firm grip ok." He couldn't believe he had his digits wrapped around the member of one of the sexiest girls he had ever seen, she didn't let up on her grip so he couldn't let go. She squeezed his wrist now as she began pushing and pulling at his arm as it was incredibly strange to see his fist covered in long pink sexily manicured nails watching her erection come to life in his palm. "But you're a ...." Walter yanked as she let go of his wrist and he was doing it on his own. "Good girl Kelly," sighed Lisa, rolling her tongue as he began perspiring, realizing her arousal. "Now show me what you got." "I can't.... please," said Walter feeling his body tingling as she stopped him from raise away his hand. "This is all too much!" "It's nothing, and I know how horny you must be feeling!" said Lisa gently guiding his head downward. "It's the estrogen levels. Once they kick in in the beginning, your sex drive spikes. So don't fight it. It's no use anyway." His emotions were getting the best of him as she lowered his face and his lips touched the head of her penis. It was nothing like being forced down on Tim, and he felt the strangest urge of eroticism filling his mind as he slowly opened, taking it in. She was gently touching his hair now, no longer controlling Walter's movement as he released his grip now, taking it down. This was no quickie like with Tim, as Lisa moaned and groaned often but was able to control her bodily fluids as Walter was bobbing quickly now. It was a good ten minutes or more until finally she was squealing before re-taking her grip and pushing him down as deep as his tonsils would allow. As she exploded, her juices rushed mostly right down his throat with little seepage, until finally he leaned back catching his breath. "And that's well done now, Kelly," said Lisa with a flex of her eye brow. "Yes, very well done young lady!" said Mrs. Sanchez. "You really are a natural." "This is crazy?" said Walter, all confused. "So you knew all along, and Lisa? I can't believe you're a guy. Holy shit!" "I've never been a guy honey, but sometimes girls like us are just born with the wrong parts," said Lisa, picking at his curls. "But we prefer to call them the right parts, Kelly," said Mrs. Sanchez. "And I suspect that may have been your case as well." "No, stop," Walter replied. "I'm not really Kelly. I'm all man aren't I? I feel so strange?" "Maybe you thought you were, but I think you've found who you really should be, didn't you?" Lisa grinned. "No, this is whatever hormones you put in me ! Walter was panicking. "I'd never really want to do this on my own!" "Really?" said Lisa, again lining his lips. "Take a look at that. The next lesson's a big one." When she stepped out of his line of sight, he looked up noticing that Mrs. Sanchez has lifted her skirt and dropped her panties. Already erect, she was considerably bigger than Lisa as Walter immediately felt himself salivate and looked up, realizing both Lisa and Mrs. Sanchez knew it. "Don't worry, we'll get little Walter some action later and that should help relax you," said Mrs. Sanchez. "But for now, I'd like you to meet what my husband likes to refer to as Mrs. Big or the Sanchize." "Holy shit! You too Mrs. Sanchez? And it's freaking huge," cried Walter, feeling almost faint. "No way could I...." "Sssshhh stay calm," said Lisa, guiding and placing Walter's fingers on it. "Your mouth will stretch Kelly. And eventually so will some other things, but all that in time." "It's ok," said Mrs. Sanchez, patting his head softly. "Just go slow and you'll be fine. My husband doesn't mind, especially when we find trainees like you. Girls like you don't come along very often!" She ever so slowly guided his head as he had little choice stretching his lips as he took it in. He struggled just to suck it with such a massive girth, but quickly let it out and then took it in multiple times. Before he tried for the fifth time, she pushed his head back and looked into his puppy dog type eyes, smiling satisfied with his attempt. "In time, Miss McDermott," said Mrs. Sanchez, leaning down kissing his cheek. "You've been a good trainee now go have some fun." "I don't understand," said Walter as Lisa wiped his messy face. "This is all insane. Now way am I into any of this, but I have these cravings. Also, there is no more time. We go home tomorrow and this will just pass, right?" "Yes the retreat's over tomorrow, but I think you've adjusted well," said Mrs. Sanchez, pulling up her panties. "Adjusted to what?" Walter asked as Lisa touched up his lips. "I'm so confused." "We all went through that, but it passes once we've got your levels built up and the right mix, so you can blossom and still stay hard!" said Lisa, powdering his cheeks. "Go have some fun out there and stop fighting the cravings I know you're having." "Please, I can't," Walter said. "It's wrong! Make them stop. I've got to get out of all this and get back to normal tomorrow. My family will freak if they see me like this." "Maybe for a day or a week, but it won't be long. It happened to both of us and now they support us fully," said Mrs. Sanchez, helping him to his feet. "Just so you know, I've already been chatting with your mother since yesterday, and she's coming to grips with you as her daughter." "No way," sighed Walter. "You told her everything?" "Well not everything, or you'd be in big trouble," Giggled Mrs. Sanchez. "Just what was important and what really surprised her the most is how beautiful you look. Now stop worrying and go enjoy the last night here." "Holy shit!" Walter held his chest, panting. "I'm so screwed. That can't be." "Stay calm as we all felt that way in the beginning, but oral is enough for now and you're far from ready for any screwing," Lisa picked at some of his curls. "Not funny, Lisa," said Mrs. Sanchez, rubbing his back and then opening the door. "Now go out there because that whole group of guys across room has been eyeing you all night. Go ahead, it'll be exhilarating in so many ways getting hit on by those strapping boys." "I can't! A few of them are jocks from my class." Walter was panicking even more now. "Relax, they've been sneaking beers all night and wouldn't recognize you as anything but some pretty little redhead even if they weren't drinking," said Lisa, spinning his shoulders and guiding him out the door. "Trust me, I know you've still got some cravings. I can tell." "I guess I do," said Walter, feeling tingly as he could see some of the guys checking him out from across the floor. "I feel something weird but I can't explain it." "It's natural hon," said Mrs. Sanchez, giving him a nudge to start walking towards the guys. "But one thing I can enlighten you on is there's nothing better than being a gorgeous girl with something extra. In a way it's the best of both worlds, so embrace it and then go embrace one of those cute boys. Trust those cravings and this won't be a night you'll ever look back on again without a smile on your face." "I remember my first night like it was yesterday, and this is your night to shine. In a way it's your night to never forget," said Lisa. "Now go! You look beautiful, and some of those guys won't last out there too much longer once a few more trainees get up some nerve." "This is crazy!" Walter stretched his fingers, looking at his nails and patting his dress. "I know I should be shitting my pants, but for whatever reason I am dying to talk to them. And kiss one of them. Holy shit, I'm craving one their cocks in my mouth. And maybe one isn't enough. Am I losing it?" "No it's natural, so go have fun," said Lisa as Walter started slowly towards them and Lisa grabbed his arms, stopping him momentarily. "I'd just stay clear of Hannah's boyfriend unless she tells you it's ok to have fun with him." "You mean Devin?" said Walter, feeling himself getting hard just thinking of him. "The boy I danced with!" "With him I think you're already past the lust stage," Lisa said with a grin, seeing Devin dancing with Hannah and sneaking a look over at Walter. "Wow, yeah I guess?" Walter questioned himself as he could see little hearts before his eyes as he stared at Hannah's head lying on Devin's shoulder as they spun. "There's something about him. I wonder if he'd really like a girl like me, but no way would Hannah let me have him." "Damn, Kelly's already looking for more than lust," said Mrs. Sanchez. "Kelly's ready for a boyfriend." "And to steal one," said Lisa smiling. "And a hunk at that!" "Maybe," said Walter, walking away. "But this weekend I had to promise my body to Hannah and the girls. Now that I've done that, it's time to take a body back for myself. Especially back from Hannah. And after I enjoy a few warm ups, then that body will be Devin's, and when I'm done with him she won't be getting him back."