Of course, when I stated that, he took it to mean I was not willing to back up my trash talk. That statement naturally caused me to get a little heat...ed. It was then I suggested that rather than make a bet based on money, we still make a bet, but do it a different way. I suggested the loser has to do whatever the winner wants for the rest of the night, no matter what it is, the loser has to do it. They all looked at each other, then back to me, and agreed to the terms of the bet. I myself. We were humiliated in front of about80 other boys, and the sad fact was that we two were the weakest, mostsorry excuses for boyhood in the class."He called us 'girls'," said Erik. "He shouldn't have done that," I said."Why not? We're like girls." I guess." That was all I could say. Then I recalled how much I enjoyed dressing up as a girl, and that Ireally could look like a girl. I knew that as we walked home, my chubbythighs were rubbing together, my wide hips were swaying and my breastswere. This was probably the first time that Philippa had ever got a man ready to fuck her sub – but she needed to understand the new status quo.I then told Sharon that I was going to be fucking her, but she had to remain still, accepting me ‘using’ her. I also whispered to Philippa to start playing with Sharon’s clit ring. Philippa reached across to her bag and brought out a weight and looking at me, gave me the visual query of could she put it on the clit ring? I was happy and nodded accordingly.. So i went to lay down in his mom's room, just thinking about what happened, I started getting dirty visuals of me jerking off his tiny cock and him fucking my tight pussy. That was soon broken up by the calling of my name, it was Tommy, actually wearing clothes."Chelsea, I can't sleep" he said"Awe, it's ok sweetie come sit with me!" I said"So, why can't you sleep, Did you have a nightmare, or is it about what happened earlier?" I asked."It's about what happened earlier" he said in an ashamed.