I gotta hand it to those bastards, whoever they were. They had balls.That night I locked myself in my room and went back to the site which displayed m...y mother's pics. I stayed up well into the night wondering what they were doing to her. Was she beaten? Was she forced to starve on the days she was uncooperative? Did the men use condoms? Was she even alive?I hated thinking about such things but someone in my family had to ask the tough questions. I know Tracy and my dad weren't going to. Sadly,. . I realized that sleep just wasn't coming. But it didn't mean that I couldn't come myself.I reached in my bedside drawer and pulled it out. Long and thick, made out of pliable rubber and very well used ... after I had picked it up at this boutique in town. It vibrated at three different speeds and I knew every one of them. I needed it right now ... so I pulled my panties down and spread my legs so I could start by fondling myself with my hand, sliding them along the seam of my pussy. Teasing. Darla then announced that it was time for Sofia to know the true meaning of pleasure and repositioned herself under Sofia, so that she could more easily work both cocks in and out, until finally, after several thrusts, Sofia began to shake and then came, as she begged for release, after which Darla slowly pulled out of her and unchained Sofia from the bed so that they could lay in each other's arms and bask in the afterglow.Even after and hour, Sofia's body was still limp from the reaming she. They would undress an show me there swollen, bruised-red-purple, gaped open, deep hole. I would clean-up, bath, and serve her as her tranny slave. Yet when I when I finally transformed to a sissy, shaving body hair, facial hair removal, tucking into a locked chastity devices, butt plug training, penis pumping -my tiny clitty while being tied up, and forced to watch, and even suck her lovers to full erections after they'd fucked. Transformation Part1 She was appalled, upset yet realized.