No, Sandra Johnson's crotchwas just a mass of bloaty-looking purple and red flesh, with twocatheters draining who-knows-what from who-knows-where. And... I began tohave serious doubts about the doctor's workmanship.But over the next couple of weeks, each time I got another look atmyself I was a bit less bruised-looking and what I saw began toresemble, more and more, a real woman's vulva. The only real downer washaving my new vagina dilated, which was oh-so uncomfortable butabsolutely necessary if. I laid still for a few minutes before realizing I could remove the blindfold. I did so finding the room I was in completely dark. I felt around and found myself in a small metal cage. Caged like something less then a person. I cried myself to sleep and dreamt of my mom. Not sure if this nightmare would ever end. I did not realize till long after this was over that Steve, my adoptive father had given me to this club. “The club” was an organization of very wealthy men. They were for all. With his head lined up, he thrust back and forth against it with gradually increasing pressure."That's how it always starts," I said. "I'm not falling for that one."He laughed. One hand travelled down and began stroking my dick and the other played with my nipples. "I'm serious. Just let me put it in there for a little while."I didn't say anything more as I relaxed against him. What I hadn't anticipated was how well he knew my body. Soon he had me quivering with arousal. With each thrust of his. I could clearly see her ass hole and her cute little pussy peaking from beneath. She shook her ass a little, then a little more. Then her fingers appeared and spread her wet pussy lips open, like she was inviting me to fuck her. My dong was already hard so I moved in and stuck it in her. She seemed to be more loose so I lasted much longer. I got a pretty good pace going when she stopped me and we switched positions. She laid on her back and spread her legs, I climbed on board and pounded.