I couldn't believe what was happening, but it was as if the words were coming from another person and the actions occurring involuntarily. He pressed ...closer his cock against my leg – it was growing – his hand pressed into my pussy and I smiled as his finger extended into my slit, gently rubbing my clit. I made no attempt to move on and growing bolder he slid his palm under my cunt and two fingers quickly dipped into it. I was wet – incredibly wet and this was just the start of the day. Suddenly. I even took off my top outside on a walking path one night in the dark on a dare. I still remember that night. My nipples had never been harder! Back at school my junior year, I saw Tom a lot. His dares for me got bigger and bigger and I got bolder and bolder. I remember waiting for what he would dare me to do next and feeling my pussy get wet in anticipation. I wore a miniskirt to the library one day with no undies because he said I was chickenshit and wouldn’t do it. I remember one guy. " Hence, my dear, I had you altered and trained a bit and we are going toadopt you. Your name now is Urina Crown." Forcibly gender changed mother and daughter. Sort of a mirror imagematching set." The Headmistress was obviously amused.The room was spinning. Urina/Joan wanted to sit down. A French maid in asexily absurd uniform carried in tea. Red faced, she glanced over atUrina. DARLA! They'd caught her too.Over tea, papers were signed and Mrs. Crown supervised Urina's travelingwardrobe, a more. This hot vixen was now waving her cunt at me as she motioned for me to mount her missionary style. Out of breath and a little sore I could not let her down. My motto had always been never to stop pleasuring a woman until she called it quits and my s****r certainly was entitled to the same treatment even if it killed me. Within seconds my cock was back in that wonderful cunt. Her legs were wrapped around me and she was scratching her fingernails into my spine. Whenever our mouth’s got close.