Sandle, the spindle-legged dance instructor. He led me into a roomful of girls in pastel tights, with their hair done up in tight little knots at the ...back of their heads. They watched me walk in with giggly smiles. I saw only one other boy there. Then, after introducing me to his class, the instructor showed me where I could change into my tights. That was when I accepted that I had, in fact, been executed and I was in hell. Four hours later, when Mom picked me up, I was more exhausted than I. WHen we finished she was laughing, when one of the guys from the other group came over. "Hi" he said. "We saw you play you're pretty good" I laughed my sister is I'm not". "Then he asked if we want to play a friendly game against him and his two friends. "What we didn't know but found it is that they were all part of the men's basketball team at the college, Two black players and one white player. The two black players were very tall 6 foot 5 at least, the white player was the same height 5. His balls hadreceded into his body and moved their way up further to create ovaries.His ball sack had split and began to form labia that were alreadylubricating themselves. Finally the slit was large enough for him toinsert two of his fingers and rub his penis, which was now a nub, withhis thumb. He realized he no longer had a cock now and instead had amoist pussy. However, without a cock he knew he couldn?t call himself aman. Rick pushed her fingers deeper into her pussy until she hit. “You truly are a married slut,” he said as she embraced him.“Thank you for the compliment and understanding.” She tried to kiss his lips but he turned away.They returned to the locker room where Karen cleaned up. They dressed and went back to the hotel. John joined her in the shower where she brought his cock to life and happily swallowed his cum.“It’s still too early to sleep but not for fucking. Do you mind if we go to the hotel lounge for a drink or two? Who knows if one or the other might.