“Joe get my phone and film this”, I ask. Again he complies. When he is ready I make sure he films her whole body showing her well bound, showing h...er modified tits, and then as I vibrate her clit directly and as she starts to cum I back off so she has no release. I do this a number of times and regardless of her predicament she is getting frustrated. I wave to Joe to pause the recording and then stand and look Karen in the face and say “beg me for release, beg me hard”.Joe restarts the recording. 'What about a sex change?'Roger looked sombre. 'It is an option Joseph. But you have to realise that the prognosis would not be good. You have to realise that you are a biological female. You would never be able to have children...''I don't care...''Let me finish. The process would be extremely drawn out. You would go under an intensive course of male hormones - which, I should point out, we have no guarantee would work when you take into account our previous failures at slowing your initial. I could feel it shooting down inside me towards my stomach. Luckily drinking so much alcohol had numbed my gag reflex where I could take it all. Once he had finished pulsating into my throat and mouth he let me go and my head came flying off to allow me to breath again. He grinned at me and told me to go get another drink to wash it down. I was abligged to do so as I could still taste and feel his cum in my throat and mouth.I walked into the kitchen and started pouring me another drink when his. She had a real boyfriend and she liked to give us all the details of her make-out sessions with the guy.I didn't mind school, but it was sort of boring. I had a lot of friends and no enemies or anything. I was pretty popular, being both very pretty and very smart. I felt like a big sister usually, hanging out with the other catholic schoolgirls at Our Lady of Lourdes. I was just more grown-up then they were, but I had a lot of patience because what else was I going to do? I'd sorta gotten stuck.