“What did you call me?”“I’m sorry I forgot Sir,”“Too late, follow me,” he stands and guides me over to a huge oak desk, “bend at the w...aist, elbows on the desk.”“What, why?”“Because I said so, do it now.”I lean forward and brace myself on my elbows.“Legs spread.”Without knowing why I comply immediately. “Typically I would do this with my belt, but since you’re new at this, I’ll use my hand, understood?”“What are you going to do Sir?” already knowing the answer.“Why give you a spanking, I think. Becky. Could I draw her? Could I create another version of my sister, one who would want to have sex with Seth? To love him and fuck him. I swallowed, my stomach squirming. I could do that.But should I?No. I shook my head. “Sorry, Seth, that just feels wrong to me. She's my sister. You get that?”“Yeah, I get it,” Seth said, shrugging. He sounded casual, but there was something straining his words. His hand balled into a fist. “Thought I'd ask. I'd be kicking myself if I didn't.”“Yeah,” I said.. She saw her fuck-happy family regularly, not just at these monthly orgies. She also had a couple of strapping young gardeners who came three times a week, and in addition their horticultural duties they happily fucked their mature employer. Helen also gave piano lessons to local youngsters and she had seduced and fucked a dozen teenaged pupils (ten male, two female) in the last few years. The orgy was only for family and trusted guests like myself, so neither the gardeners or the teenagers. Next to it was a largepanel with multiple digital readouts. "Step up the mirror, Gwen," theWizard directed."Gwen?"The Wizard sighed. "I thought you were of above-average intelligence,but I suppose I have to take your unusual level of anticipation intoaccount. Your new name will be Gwendolyn. Although almost everyone otherthan your mother will call you Gwen." The soon-to-be former male quicklycomplied with the Wizard's directive.George wasn't surprised to see his plain T-shirt and Levis vanish.