"You don't know how horny your outfit has made me." was his reply.Show me I countered and before I knew it, he was at the end of the bedkissing my ank...les and licking my legs through the hose. I was moaningand thrashing around, stroking my cock through the pantyhose, lettingthe nylon caress the sensitive areas and he was pleasuring every other inch of my nylon covered legs. I was in heaven. Working his way up myleg, his hands and mouth working in unison, pleasuring me, exciting mefurther, making. My uniform and the skirt. Then look overshoulder, at the mirror on the doors back. That mirror is now showingme, my profile and it hits me like on Saturday at Nikki's house.Three weeks ago....I was a guy...a human. Now I am a Drow, teen girl andI am going to school.Dressing like one...a girl, being one? As a Drow, I never had to! Thatwas not allowed, the Drow never had nice clothes...really? Never had adress? Make-up...what's that! Long term relationships...why? The otherDrow....like me, will. Suddenly, Roshni appeared out of nowhere. She smiled asI tried to pull free from the dog, which provedimpossible because his knot had expanded in my pussy,temporally locking us together. She was fully dressed,looking fresh and clean and carrying a bottle whichsmelled as though it contain homemade liquor. She musthave bought it at one of the local hooch shops. Sheopened the bottle, took a sip and looked at me with anevil gleam in her eye. I mutely gave her an angry look.She walked over and. Years later I heard that thanks to this rule that was enacted because of what happened to me that other males throughout the county system were targetted by bully girls and stripped in school so that when staff found them without clothes they would have to remain that way for the rest of the term. Even just the threat of the girls taking the guys clothes when the teachers weren't looking was enough to essentially turn the males into their slaves. The girls would have total control over the.