Sis was on speakerphone. I recognised the other voice. It was Jane, and very soon I realised she wasn't alone. "Jane, you slut!" Said another voice.Th...ey had a party-line into my sister's phone all looking at my cock."I'm experienced, not a slut. You're just jealous because I've had that cock inside me." "Yeah, just the once, that doesn't make you Mata Hari!" Said a voice I recognised as Anne-Marie."You're just a jealous little virgin!" At least I haven't got cystitis." That was just soreness.". ....become the gurl you want to be," hecrooned.Deep down I did not want this to happen but the pleasure his cock wasgiving me was undeniable. I upped the tempo and much to my surprise foundthe bulbous head of his cock was supplying pleasure to my prostate......Iwas going to cum!He watched a wicked grin on his face knowing full wellwhat was happening to me."Go on gurl....you know you want it!"But I did not!.......well I wanted the climax...but not this way, not tobecome his sissy bitch. I tried. I started at the tip of his cock with small slow circular licks, pausing after each revolution to savor the coke and work it against my gums with my tongue. It took four or five of these passes just to make it to the circumcision scar. Dickie's head was leaning back. His eyes had no irises. Gooch's hands had a hold of my head. I think he would have fallen flat on his ass, if he had let go. With my pussy winking at my brother, I think he finally got the message. With one foot on the floor and a. His eyebrows became narrow lines. His hair grew out, straightening as it did, until it hung at his shoulders. Lipstick, eyeshadow, and blusher appeared as if painted on by an invisible brush.His figure became more feminine, hips widening, arms and legs becoming smooth and supple. His nipples enlarged then moved outward as breasts grew out from his chest. Small breasts, only 34 B, but they were more than enough for his new, much smaller body.Then his body became her body. His penis shrank.